Pioneer: The Tech Hero

by Tuigen

If I knew I was going to be reincarnated in the World of My Hero Academia with a power of my wish. I would have wished for something a lot more powerful than the ability to control technology.

13. First Class

"Thank you," Rei said to his brother as he hopped off from his spot at the back of the bicycle they rode on to get here.

"Not a problem... not a problem at all," Takashi shook off, his voice pausing a couple of times as he looked down to check that the bike was in a suitable position.

He then looked back up with a satisfied nod, "I'm so proud of you, you know that?" he turned his head to his younger brother and smiled while his voice held with it a certain pride.

"I know you are." Rei nodded to him. "You should probably go now." He nodded and turned around on his heel, breaking into a light jog towards the entrance of the school.

"I'll take the train on my way back!" He yelled while waving back towards his brother, who stood slumped over with one hand resting across the bicycle handle.

"Good luck in there!" Takashi straightened himself and waved back with his left hand, nose pointing up to the sky.

Rei slowed down to a steady pace when he entered through the main gate, oftentimes his eye would be caught by the shiny sights bouncing off the high glass walls of the pristine school.

He patted across his body, feeling his uniform up to make sure it was in a presentable shape.

Along with receiving his acceptance letter, the School had requested that he gave them the dimensions and measurements of his body for them to make his uniform.

They also asked him to submit his request for the design and theme of his hero costume.

He did the former request while coming to a compromise on the other.

He had plans to design and build his hero costume himself with the support department.

So he sent them an E-Mail through the school's website, stating exactly what he wanted to do, and they were fine with it to which he was thankful.

He had also luckily ended up in Class 1-A and not 1-B. Not that there was anything wrong with the other class, he just wanted to be with the people he was more familiar with, a feeling of stead.

Walking across school grounds, the empty halls echoing his footsteps as he made his way through them, he noticed barely any sign of activity save for the various janitors steadily mopping through the floors and a man on a foldable ladder meddling with string in the power box.

He held back a snort at the ironically familiar sight. All that was left was an office desk and chair and the scene would be complete.

"I don't... know where to go..." He lumberly bleated out to himself as he halted in his steps.

The show had only given vague details and scenes about the exact layout of the main building, so he could not really figure out where to go.

But as luck would have it, after a bit further walking and searching around, he found a map plastered on a wall that showed exactly that, the school building's entire layout.

He took a moment to memorize the entire thing, because he could, and walked to the nearest hallway that led to Class 1-A; humming a certain electric guitar riff reminiscent of an Anthony Edward.

Scrunching up his face while he bobbed his head intently, his eyes held an expression of delight as he walked through the corridors with a small dance to his steps.

And after a while of walking, he arrived. Stood in front of the door that led into Classroom 'A', of the First Years, he stopped buzzing and stood in silence for a moment looking up and down the large doorway.

"Wow... it really is big..." He admired on the door's sizable and imposing frame.

Looking up the door from the spot he stood on, his mouth hung open for a while before a giggle escaped it. Whereby he turned his head back and jumped a small bit in place.

He did so as there was a yellow, caterpillar-like creature lying on the floor up against a wall.

Further observation proved a hole to be present on the head for a face where a tired-looking man appeared sound asleep. This had been the slumbering form of their supposed homeroom teacher.

Mister Aizawa.

He really couldn't blame the disbelief his classmates' held towards the drowsy man's job as their Homeroom teacher. To be perfectly honest, maybe he would have had his doubts too had he not known any better.

He walked over to the sleeping hero and crouched down so that he could more clearly see his face.

"Oh yes, that's about how I would imagine he would look like..." He said while cracking up.

The middle-aged man had bags under his eyes, and the little bits of hair that stuck out from his sleeping bag looked rugged and dishevelled, and uncared for. Traces of a beard were present on his jaw and chin, a spot appearing like it remained a little way unshaven for a while.

Overall, a very rugged look that resembled that of a homeless person.

He got back up to his feet and turned back to the classroom door and approached it, this time grabbing the hinges and pulling it open.

Briefly, he pondered in his head what material they used to make such a gigantic door so light before he went inside the classroom, closing the door behind him.

He looked around the room that was arguably the most iconic of the show.

"Let us see..." He said as he took up his ID and searched for his seat.

"Seat number 20. Seat number 20...?" He looked up and saw that his place was at the very back corner of the room, next to the windows. He raised one brow upon seeing the placement of his desk and chair and quickly made his way beside it, weaving through the arrangements of small tables on his path.

"Hah haha... maybe I am the protagonist of this story, in this setting." He joked and giggled for a small bit. The placement of his spot was exactly where most main characters of an anime would sit. Conveniently placed near the windows for him to dramatically gaze out from.

He shook his head and plopped his bag on the side of his desk, and sat down on his seat.

"Hmm... it's comfier than it looks..." He declared with a smile after wiggling his butt for a bit. The chair was somehow soft and firm at the same time, the perfect sort he deemed sufficient for an object he would use as a cushion for his frankly exquisite posterior, "Very good." he nodded approvingly.

Turning to his bag on the side of the table, he began to unpack his equipment which consisted of innumerable miniaturised spectrometers, sensors and projectors.

He had requested the school, asking them for permission to bring his laptop workstation with him, which they sadly declined. He would unfortunately have to make do with a simple sketchbook for now.

When his thoughts were on the book, he pulled it out and set it on his desk. Opening it up, the first page showed a machine with a donut, or more accurately, a Torus like shape.

A cylinder curving around in the shape of a circle with a hole in the centre, its two ends being connected. This was his design for what could be best defined as his Magnum Opus, his Golden Egg.

The design took inspiration from the Tokamak Reactor from the old world. The machine would use powerful Electromagnets, cooled down with liquid helium to the used Material's Super-Conducting State to create a Magnetic Field around the tube.

This was done, to contain Super-heated Isotopes of Hydrogen and Helium inside the Torus. Squishing the particles inside the cylinder, the Electromagnets induce immense amounts of pressure, forcing the elements together to fuse into heavier ones, releasing massive amounts of energy in the process.

A Fusion Reactor.

"If only..." He muttered sadly to himself, readjusting his spot on his seat.

To get the most energy output from the machine, he would have to use the perfect material for the Electro-Magnets. Creating the ultra-strong Magnetic Field required a ton of energy, thus leading him to resort to Super-Conductors.

The problem was that cooling the materials were a challenge in it of itself. Most elements required at least 100 Kelvin to reach Critical Temperature. Hydrogen Sulfate was the exception at only 203 Kelvin. But the substance was poisonous, corrosive and flammable so... twas' not ideal.

"Why can't these things ever be easy..." He said with a sigh. He had been experimenting himself, searching for the perfect combination of elements. But he was still nowhere close to finding what he was looking for in that department.

He shook his head and continued with his unpacking. "There's no use thinking about it now. I'm sure I'll find it... eventually." He said optimistically with a twitchy and forced smile.

The classroom door slid open and caught his attention, and he looked up from his tidings towards the open doorway.

A girl walked inside who was fairly tall with a spiky black ponytail. It was big but not as big as Rei was expecting. Her figure was quite curvy, accompanied by her fair, almost peach-skin like complexion made for a very delightgul sight.

Onyx black eyes and a pretty face, Rei stood silent watching from the edges of his eyes.

Yaoyorozu turned her head as she surveyed the room, setting her gaze on a blond boy, who gave her a nod and a salute. She straightened her back when she realized who he was. Closing the door behind her, she walked up to where he was sitting.

"Good morning." She politely greeted with a slight bow before turning to her seat next to him.

Rei looked at her for a bit, taken by surprise at how she almost sounded like she held a degree of admiration towards him. He got up himself and held out his hand.

"Omura. Omura Rei." He introduced though he knew for a fact she would have know who he was, it was almost impossible for anyone interested in the sciences to not hear about him.

She shook his hand. "Yaoyorozu Momo." She responded politely again, choosing not to tell him that she had indeed, already knew who he was.

"You've uh, heard about me?" He took his seat again.

"Oh yes. I've even incorporated your works in some of my-" She stopped mid-sentence and looked on unsurely. "Um..."

"Work?" He guessed with a raised

"...Yes, work." She looked nervous, no doubt unsure as to whether or not to tell the nature of her quirk to a guy she just met. She then took a seat on the desk right next to his own.

Rei shrugged. "Was there anything that interested you?" He asked as he took his seat, taking out a pencil from his case to sketch on his book.

"Yes, I found your papers to be most useful." Her tone of admiration surfaced again as she said that.

"Which ones?" Rei did not look up from his own work on his sketches.

"Well... all of them." She answered with a slight laugh.

Rei stopped what he was doing on his book and turned to the girl with a puzzled look and squinted his eyes,

"... All of them?"

Momo simply gave him a nod after a pause,

"But they're... at least fifteen million words combined!" He exclaimed as he turned elsewhere for a brief moment before turning back to her in disbelief.

Momo giggled, "Yes, they were quite extensive. I'm surprised you found time to write them at all yourself. Such a broad range of different subjects too!" She seemed really impressed with his accomplishments, her compliment came from a place of genuine place and Rei was at first, caught by surprise.

Rei blew some wind out of his mouth as he waved off the compliment, 'She really is a prodigy in her own right...' he said to himself in thought.

"Huh, you were a... recommendation student?" He ventured as he turned back to face her.

"Hmm? Oh yes," She confirmed with a nod before she looked at him with curiosity, "Oh, you just made me remember, I wanted to ask you something..." She looked to him to see if he was willing to answer her.

"Okay?" His face scrunched up a bit as he leaned slightly forward.

Receiving the go from him, "Why did you have your letter recalled?" She asked while slightly tilting her head to the side. She had been confused by his choice of action on the topic at hand ever since she heard the news.

"Well... I suppose it sounded rather, fun to take the exam personally, I guess." He said with a shrug. "I... really wanted to feel the thrill, the experience or something like that, yes..." He explained as he creased his brows while his voice got higher and more unsure towards the end.

"Oh...?" She simply said, having no reply for his answer. She frowned a bit when she took notice of how his tone behaved as he was talking towards the end.

Rei then turned back to his desk and proceeded to arrange everything in order, and Momo did the same with her's.

After a while, as they sat silently by themselves in the empty room, the door slid opened again and a boy with spiky blond hair walked in.

His uniform was droopy and poorly put together. He looked around and immediately frowned when he saw the Golden Boy. He marched up to his desk and slammed his fist down.

"How did you do it, huh?! How did you score so high?!" He questioned with a glare. Over the weekend, he had found out that it was Omura, who had scored first in the exam on not only the physical. but the written as well. By such a large margin too!

He had his suspicions that Omura was good, having been a would-be recommendation student. But it was unreasonable to assume that he did so well without something going on.

"I... I got help," He flatly said with a shrug.

"From who?" Bakugou said with a growl and a scowl on his face.

"From my bots."

Bakugou's left eye twitched as his clenched teeth clenched harder. "Do I look like an idiot to you? How would you even get 'Bots' in the first place?" The boy looked like he could blow at any moment.

Rei breathed in and slowly breathed out.

"Look," his tone became serious as he placed his palm on his desk. "I know you may be... angry because you didn't get the first place. But instead of unloading your frustrations towards me, you work on being better?" He spoke with a small, unsure sigh as he expected this action to blow over him.

He did his best to make his tone not come off as condescending or smug but to sound like he was actually trying to let the blond boy see the best course of action.

"And I made the robots myself." He added with a shrug as he looked away, not keen on making further direct eye contact.

"I-" He stopped himself as his mouth hung open. He closed it after a moment and turned to walk to his seat with a huff tough his nose.

"Allow me to apologize."

"Allow me to apologize-" Both Rei and Momo said to each other at the same time.

Rei looked at the girl's surprised expression for a bit and laughed. Spending all day and night with his brother really did wonders to refine him up.

"... About him." Rei finished, having been the first one to come over the brief shock.

"You don't have to..." She waved it off with a bit of a giggle. "Do you two, know each other?" She referred to Rei and the hot-blooded boy who seemed to hold some kind of grudge towards him.

"We talked a bit before the entrance exam."

"I'm assuming it was not a pleasant one?"

"No, no it was not." He shook his head while his closed mouth curved downward.

The door slid open again, this time, a tall boy with dark hair came in. He had a march in his every step, carrying himself with discipline and order. This was Iida Tanya, the resident Speedster.

"I see that I am not the first to arrive..." He said as he looked around the classroom at the three people that were already there. "As expected for students of U.A.!" He said in a hushed tone to himself as he held a fist out facing towards himself.

His eyes widened a bit when he saw the rumoured Golden Boy. He broke into a march towards him immediately.

"Oh boy..." Rei said while breathing out to get his mind ready for the absolute degree of politeness that was sure to follow.

"Good morning, my name is Iida Tenya!" He bowed from his hips at a 90 degrees angle. His voice held resolve and professionalism.

"I just want to say that I will be honoured to have you as my Classmates." He stated firmly and he straightened his back before turning to give Momo the gesture as well, "Both of you."

Rei looked at him for a moment again, surprised at just how many people had heard about him. Deciding to be respectful as well, he got up from his seat and bowed as well.

"Well, call me Omura." He told the slightly shorter boy. Looking at him, face to face, Rei could see that he was indeed, slightly taller than Iida.

"A-are you... are you sure?" He sounded surprised, surprised at his demeanour. Frankly, Iida did not expect someone that had secured the top position to be that approachable. More than likely, he had expected them to rub their achievement in the face of others.

So, only from his first encounter with Omura, his admiration towards him rose tremendously.

"Of course. I've plenty of people already calling me names." He said with a laugh as he flicked Tenya's chest two times in a playful manner, "Don't add so I won't get confused."

"Very well, if it is your wish, I shall refer to you as Omura!" He announced loudly and bowed once again.

He looked up and saw that the boy he was speaking to was looking behind him. He turned and what he saw irked him a bit. Another blond boy was sitting laxly, with his feet being on top of his desk. How disrespectful!

He turned around and marched up to him immediately.

Rei found amusement as Iida failed in his attempts to get Bakugou to put his feet off the desks.

The door slid open again, and this time an abnormally short boy with purple balls for hair came in. He looked around all rigid and oddly before going quietly to his seat, the one right in front of Rei, without a single incident to speak of, not even trying to do something like say, look up the skirt of Momo who was sitting beside him.

Rei watched him with a surprised yet scrutinizingly suspicious expression. This had been usual behaviour for Mineta, he was never this civil...

Then the pink-haired and skinned, black-eyed 'Alien Queen' entered the room and looked around enthusiastically.

She was the smaller ones in the class, shorter, and her athletic frame was held tightly by her uniform.

"Wow... and I thought I was going to be too early." She said as she looked around enthusiastically. She then checked her own ID to look for her seat, finding it to be number 2, the second nearest seat from the main door. She went to it with a hop in her step.

After that, more and more people began pouring in. After Mina came Todoroki, Shoji, Satou, Aoyama, Jirou, Sero, Kaminari, Kirishima, Tsuyu, Tokoyami, Hagakure and Ojiro came in.

Their seats being on, 10, 11, 16, 1, 12, 13, 7, 8, 3, 14, 16 and 6 in the order of their names mentioned.

'That just leaves... Midoriya and Ochaco then.' Rei thought to himself.

Not soon after, the door slid open again, revealing a plain-looking boy with a mop of lush green hair.

Both the blond bomber and the speedster stopped their bickering and looked towards the entrance out of curiosity as to who had entered.

"You're... that boy..." Iida uttered in recognition, all the residents inside the classroom turned to face the boy as well.

"Oh, um..." Midoriya was at a loss for words, not used to being in the limelight.

"Good morning!" Iida called out as he marched on over to him.

"I am from Somei Private Academy. My name is-" He attempted to introduce himself but was stopped by Midoriya.

"I heard!" He interrupted. Iida stopped his stride and looked at him. "I... heard you... I-I'm Midoriya. Nice to meet you Iida-Kun..." He said to him with a shaky voice.

Iida stood silent and dropped his arms to his side to take on a more serious demeanour.

"Midoriya, you realized there was something more to that practical exam didn't you?" He asked the question that was dominating his mind.

"Huh?" the boy looked up and scanned the taller student's face for what he meant with the question.

"I had no idea..." He said as he looked down almost in shame, raising both his hands up, palms held open with all the fingers pointing straight. "I misjudged you, Midoriya." He apologized briefly.

Midoriya looked on, unsure of how to react.

"I hate to admit it, but you are better than me." He said with a bit of difficulty, with his hands held to point at Midoriya with the entirety of his palms.

Moriya would have had the stereotypical anime sweatdrop at that moment.

Rei smiled at the scene that played out. Briefly, he shifted his gaze to look at the spiky-haired blond boy that was sitting two seats front of him. He had a face that just told you that he found something very irritating at the moment.

After the commotion at the entrance, a girl that was shorter than Midoriya arrived as well. As they began to make small talk among themselves, Rei was waiting for when their Homeroom teacher would make his presence known.

"Hey." The purple-haired boy that was sitting in front of him called out to get his attention. "Do you know where the locker rooms are?" Mineta asked as he turned to face him.

'Oh, there it is,' Rei thought in amusement. "Why would you want to know?" Rei asked him instead.

"Well I-... was just wondering." He said as he played it off innocently. He turned around to face forward again instead.

Rei looked at the entrance again. Uraraka was pumping her fist up and down while Midoriya was covering his head out of embarrassment for the girl's vicinity to him.

"That's everyone..." Rei said under his breath, and waited for the moment when their homeroom teacher would make his presence known.

Not long after, Rei heard the muffled cynical and tired voice of the Erasure hero Eraserhead.

"Go somewhere else if you want to play at being friends..." He said to the three of them while lying sideways in his sleeping bag, just outside of the classroom's entrance.

Izuku was the first to notice, Ochako and Iida following soon after. When they say what had spoken to them, they didn't know what to think.

"This is the hero course." He began as he unzipped the upper part of the zipper on his sleeping bag and sipped a pack full of some liquid.

All three students present at the doorway looked petrified. "There's something here!?" They all collectively yelled in thought.

"Alright, it took all of eight seconds before you were all quiet." He said unenthusiastically as he unzipped his sleeping bag, stepping out with a grunt of mild effort.

"Time is limited. Behaviour like that is not rational or strategic." He reprimanded them, with a voice that held no aggression but was instead flat and tired.

"Oh my..." He heard the hushed gasp of the girl that was sitting to his right. It seemed she too was surprised by the man's rugged appearance.

'I wonder if there is even a dress code enforced here...' He mused to himself adamantly curious.

Their teachers were allowed to wear such outfits like these and a certain blond bomber who never wore a tie with his uniform. He figured that it somehow went under the radar or U.A. was just that lax about it.

Rei shifted his gaze to the boy with the green hair standing at the door. He was looking up and down intently at the pro hero, engrossed in his inner monologue. Rei was not going to lie, it was funny to imagine that someone was making such an intense analysis like Midoriya was doing right at the moment.

The man turned to the rest of the class as he stepped inside. "I'm Aizawa Shota, your homeroom teacher. It's nice to meet you." He announced almost sarcastically, and the sentiment sounded like it held no merit at all.

The students looked all shell shocked, unable to believe that such an uncivilized looking man was assigned such a position.

"It's kind of sudden, but you need to put these on and go out onto the field." He said as he took out the iconic gym uniform of U.A. from his sleeping bag, holding it out to them.

"Sir?" A boy from the very back corner of the classroom called out.

"Hmm?" Aizawa looked towards him with his slightly sunken eyes. Widening them a bit in slight surprise when he saw it was the boy that had placed first in the entrance exam.

"Permission to alter my desk." He said as he gestured to his table.

Aizawa looked puzzled, wondering why would the boy make such an odd request. He ultimately decided to grant it in the end.

"Sure, whatever you want. Have the people at the support department have a look when you have time." He advised, turning tail and heading out of the classroom at a relatively slothful pace.

The students also got up and followed as well, the engine legged teen stopping to bark out orders on how they should properly do so.

Rei placed his palms on his table and began the alterations. Nothing too fancy, he just wanted a bigger desk space to work with.

After the table was altered to be larger, he got up and walked out as well.

When he stood just outside their classroom door, he saw a flock of students from the other classes, all collectively heading to the Main Orientation Hall while his class went to the locker rooms to change into their gym uniforms.

"This is surreal." He commented with a smile, seeing at all the faceless characters in the anime get their own personalities and quirks was...

Nice...

---

"A quirk assessment test?" All students were present in the open field except for Rei who was still in the building, changing into his own gym uniform.

"But what about the entrance ceremony? The orientation?" Uraraka questioned hastily as she leaned forward.

"If you want to become heroes, you don't have time for such leisurely events." He looked off into the distance. "U.A.'s selling point is how unrestricted its school traditions are. That's also how most teachers run their classes." He explained as he turned back to face them.

Most of the students were making small sounds of confusion among themselves.

"You kids have been doing these since junior high, too, right?" He asked as he held up a device from his hand, its display facing towards them. "Physical fitness tests where you weren't allowed to use your quirks." He explained.

"The country still uses averages taken from results from the students not using their quirks. It's not rational." He said with a scoff. "The Ministry of Education is procrastinating." He looked around with a critical eye. "I see that that 'wonder boy' hasn't finished changing yet." He turned to Katsuki.

"Bakugou, you finished second at the practical exam right?"

"Yeah, what about it." He was irritated about the subject being brought up it seemed.

"In Junior High, what was your best result for the softball throw?"

"67 meters." He answered, not even bothering to look at his teacher in the eye.

"Then try doing it with your quirk this time." He advised.

Bakugou was now standing at the softball throwing area.

"You can do whatever you want, just as long as you stay in the circle." He stated the rules. "Hurry up. Give it all you've got."

He did a shoulder stretch to loosen up the muscles in his right arm.

Winding the arm that held the softball back, he breathed in and out slowly.

"DIE!" He yelled with fervour. Unleashing an explosion as he threw the ball from his hand. His choice for a yell of effort caused many of his classmates to look at him weirdly.

An explosion erupted, kicking up dust and sending the ball soaring in the sky. For a good few seconds, the ball flew across the field, landing quite a distance away.

"Know your maximum first." Aizawa began as he watched the ball. A beep came from his device, displaying how far away the ball had landed in meters. "That is the most rational way to form the foundation of a hero." The score read 705.2 meters.

"There is nothing 'Nitroglycerin like' about that." Rei scoffed. The sweat the blonde bomber supposedly produced was far, FAR more powerful than the nitrogen compound it was supposed to emulate.

All the students were left in shock at just how far it had gone.

"705 meters? That's so far!" Kaminari exclaimed while he looked at the fat distance with a fearful expression.

"What's this, it looks fun!" Mina celebrated with excitement as she bounced in place.

"We can use our quirks as much as we want! As expected of the Hero course!" Sero said with glee.

"'It looks 'fun', huh?" The cold, cynical voice of their teacher cut through their excitement, causing them to go silent.

"You have three years to become Heroes. Will you have an attitude like that the whole time?" He questioned them. He then grinned. "How about this, whoever comes in last place in all the eight tests will be judged to have no potential and will be expelled." The aura he held was menacing towards the students.

"Hmm, he actually is serious," Rei commented with disbelief under his breath from the far back of the group of students. He had arrived at about the moment Bakugou's throw had landed.

While he was idly standing by, he had looked closely at the facial expressions of their homeroom teacher as he was explaining the rules. Reading his brows and eyes intently, looking for faint signs. And he was displaying no signs that he was deceiving them with the threat.

This could mean that he was a very good lair, or that he really did plan to expel the bottom ranker?

"Godspeed..." He wished to his classmates while dramatically holding his right hand over his heart, "Godspeed to you all,"

"It's free for us to do whatever we see fit with our students." He looked at them with feral eyes. "Welcome to U.A.'s hero course." He announced, getting most of the spirits of the students up.

---

"The last place will be expelled?!" Uraraka asked frantically, disapproving of their teacher's methods. "But it's only been the first day. No, even if it wasn't the first day of school, it's too unfair!" She added.

"Natural disasters, big accidents and selfish villains." Rei winced. "Calamities whose time and place can't be predicted. The world is covered with unfairness." Aizawa stated with his usual tone of tiredness. "Heroes are the ones who resolve those situations. If you wanted to have a chat with your friends at Mickey D's after school, too bad."

'... But having a little fun, every now and then isn't too bad.' Rei said in thought as he squinted at the teacher, giving him a look that said he didn't agree with what he said.

"For the next three years, U.A. will do all it can to give you one hardship after another. Go Beyond, Plus Ultra. Overcome it with all you've got." Aizawa said as he gestured for them to come forward with his index finger. Causing Iida and some of them to adorn a determined expression.

Rei hummed to himself as he held his chin in thought, 'Wonder how I'm going to get through this...' he thought to himself. Lifting his head, he began to look around, looking for whatever objects he could use for resources. "Damnit..." He cursed under his breath as he couldn't see anything of use.

He looked up and shifted his gaze to a quivering Midoriya instead. Deciding to serve to ease his discomfort by a little bit, he walked up to the boy from behind.

"-This is not what I was expecting for the first day of school at all!" Rei heard the boy mutter with hushed voices to himself. He placed his hand on his shoulder, causing the boy to turn to face him.

"You know, you're shaking like hell," Rei observed as he patted the boy on the shoulder, shaking him a bit.

"I-I am?" Midoriya held out his hand, palm facing downward and tried to keep it steady, finding that he held no control over his hand's twitches.

He sighed, "Sorry, It's really, nerve-racking for me to be here." He explained with a shaky voice.

"Alright, the demonstration is over. The real thing starts, now." He said as he began walking towards a track of some kind outlined with white chalk lines. "First up; 50m dash. Make a single file line near that start." He said as he pointed at the spot where they were meant to stay.

"A question," Rei called out from behind with a raised hand, causing the students of class 1-A to turn to him. "If this test is only meant to find out our best time in a 50m dash, why two at a time? If it's for convenience's sake, why not all twenty at once?"

"To bring out the best in our students, we at U.A. often stir up their competitive spirits." The man said, in a tired voice as always. "This is just that. People often perform better if there are stakes involved." He turned to face Rei. "As for why it's only two at once and not twenty. We believed it was best to minimize the number of quirks used all at once."

"Ah, that makes sense," Rei said to himself with a nod and a shrug of his shoulders. The rest of the class turned forward and made their way to the test area.

He turned to look at Midoriya when he started to move as well.

"Hey, if it makes you feel any better, I forgot to bring my reading glasses." He joked and flashed Midoriya a smile with a wink.

Midoriya seemed confused at first before he realized his friend was sharing wisecracks with him, chuckling when he did so. "Thanks." He said to Rei, grateful that he was trying to cheer him up before following the group.

Left to his idle thoughts, he caught sight of a metal pole that was holding up a blue chain-linked fence behind them. A thankful smile found its way on his face instantly. "That's a lifesaver." He exclaimed as he made a light jog towards it.

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"On your mark... Get set, Go!" A voice from the timekeeping machine at the track announced. It had an annoyingly high pitched voice for some reason.

At the start of the track were frog girl, Tsuyu. And engine legs, Iida. As soon as they were given the head start, Iida immediately cleared about a quarter of the field in less than a second. Leaving only the whooshing of wind behind him. As for Tsuyu, she leapt fast but compared to her competition, she was severely outclassed in this field. Aizawa sums it up.

"Well, he's like a fish in water." He said as he took a look at his time on his device. "It'll be worth seeing what the others do."

"Tenya Iida: 3.04 seconds| Tsuyu Asui: 5.58 seconds." The score read.

"Lighten up my clothes and shoes..." Ochaco said to herself as she did just that with her quirk of Zero Gravity.

The quirk that Rei could not wrap his head around how it worked. To produce the effect of Zero Gravity, one would have to exert a force equal and opposite towards a body of massive proportions such as the Earth. But that would imply that she could produce the same effect whilst on the Event Horizon of a Black Hole, excreting a gravitational field with enough force to bend Light.

Which left Rei scratching his head on how one could contain such raw power. Come to think of it, some of the quirks in the class were straight-up defying the laws of... Everything.

Like how Hagakure could still see, even though light should travel through her retinas. Or how Momo could potentially fabricate an element that contained 150 Protons in its nucleus and have it be stable from inside her body.

Or even Deku, who was currently storing the equivalent of at least 200 Gigatons of TNT, power roughly 4000 times more potent than the most powerful Bomb ever detonated, all inside his teenage body.

All of this left Rei scratching his head, while at the same time, invigorating him with passion. Passion to understand how they worked. He needed to know, what he knew he didn't know.

It had been a need he had developed over time.

"On your mark... Get set, Go!" The machine announced as both participants began their dash. Ojiro on one lane, Ochaco on the other. It was clear to most students that Ochaco did not fully know how to run yet, practically pushing off the ground to propel herself forward without proper form and technique.

"Hiss..." Rei sounded out his sympathy as he felt bad for her. He knew that she would eventually mould herself to a tough nut, capable of putting pressure on the likes of Bakugou in the future. But right now, she was Uraraka, a girl that may have lived a fairly normal life until now.

Ojiro jumped across the finish line, his time being scored as 5.49 seconds, which was honestly impressive to Rei for a guy with such a big piece of flesh for a tail. Uraraka running across the line herself afterwards, scoring 7.15 seconds. When she did, she looked back and smiled widely, saying something to herself in her mind. A congratulations of sorts directed to herself.

"Everyone, you're not being creative enough." Pressed Aoyama, flamboyant as ever. But his opponent, Mina, just looked at him confused. "Your's truly will show you what it's like... to be allowed to use your quirks!" He declared as he hopped and activated his quirk. Which, when fired generated a force that now served as a personal rocket for Aoyama to propel himself across the finish line with ease.

Shudder-

But, due to faulty construction of his support gear. As well as his body's still generally low tolerance of his quirk. He makes it nowhere near the finish line, crashing unceremoniously at the halfway point before hopping and rocketing once again to clear it for real.

Mina had already made it through, using her acids to reduce the friction of the ground, practically sliding across the track with graceful skill.

Aoyama turned to the others to give them an explanation. "If I shoot Naval Laser for more than a second, I get a belly ache." But this only left them to look at him with flat expressions.

'For a girl with a relatively weak quirk, she sure is creative on how to use it.' He turned his attention towards Aoyama. "And that belt, I bet I could improve the design..." Rei said as he brought up his right hand to hold his chin, his usual pose for when he was in thought.

"Hmm?" A boy with white and red hair turned to face him. Raising his eyebrow as he did so.

Rei turned to face him as well, confused. "Uh... what?" He asked, unaware that he had thought out loud near the end of his previous statement.

The boy merely hummed and turned his attention forward again.

"Looking at the upper limit of your quirk, and the room for growth in each result, it becomes clear what you can and can't do." Aizawa thought as he looked around, scorekeeping device still in hand.

Next up, it was Midoriya and Bakugou's turn.

They were both in running positions at the start, waiting for the machine to call it. One looked nervous while the other oozed confidence.

"- That will connect to the creativity needed for you to survive." He looked squarely at Midoriya, the boy that could not handle his quirk.

He had seen the footage of him destroying his body as a result of him using his quirk. In Aizawa's eyes, the boy held no potential yet but he would observe him more before coming to a decision.

"On your mark... Get set, Go!" Bakugou immediately stuck his arms out behind him, palms held out like claws as he began generating small explosions in rapid succession.

"Burst Rush: Turbo!" He cried, almost as if it was some grand technique from a shonen anime. Which served as a slap across Rei's face by how absurd his whole situation was.

"...ha..." He smiled to himself. 'This is awesome.' he said in thought as he looked on with a distant smile.

The boy cleared the whole track in under four seconds, while Midoriya cleared it in just over seven.

Bakugou was now looking at his palms as smoke emitted from them. "If I fire explosions from both my palms at once, the force equalizes and pushes me forward." He looked back up to Rei with a smug expression. 'Try beating that.' He thought so because he figured that speed may not have been Rei's area of expertise.

Rei on the other hand was currently weighing how much stress from explosions and heat the bomber's body could take before breaking. Even when he was watching the series in his previous life, it had always struck him as odd that a teenage boy could handle being thrown through a concrete wall without suffering any form of long term damage. A feat that required one to be able to tank at least 100,000 Newtons of force.

This left Rei to conclude that Bakugou had a degree of Shock Absorption or Nullification.

After them, it was Todoroki and Momo's turn.

The fire and ice wielder used his mother's side to generate ice under his feet to slide across the track, clearing it in about the same time as Bakugou.

However, Momo had taken to create a metal pole from her hand, Rei noticed like the Sports Festival, to push herself forward. Surprisingly clearing it in just over four seconds.

"Huh..." Rei nodded, impressed. That was just shy of Iida's score.

After them came Kirishima, Shoji, Hagakure, Tokoyami and Hanta. All scoring relatively well except for Hagakure.

'Come to think of it... how did Hagakure get higher points than Midoriya?' Rei asked himself, confused. As far as he knew, she couldn't even do a proper chin up at the pull-up bar so her physical abilities were not the best, so how did she score higher than the green-haired boy that trained his body like there was no tomorrow for ten straight months.

"Omura, It's your turn," Aizawa called out to him, gesturing to the track where his opponent, Sato was waiting. They were the last to take the dash.

"Right," Rei stepped up immediately, catching some of the students by surprise when he did.

He was covered in metal again, like when he took the entrance exams. But this time, he seemed to have gone for a more, lighter approach. Now only rods and strings of artificial muscles around his body.

The suit was not big by any means. Its main purpose was not to propel him forward at fast speeds but instead to support his spine. He decided not to run but launch himself at the very start with explosive force.

He had caught his classmates by surprise when they saw him as they did not notice when he had built the support gear.

"Wait, is that allowed?" Sero asked his teacher as he pointed towards Rei with his left hand.

"Yes." Aizawa flatly replied to his question as he turned to face him.

Sero just shrugged and turned his head to look at them again.

"Good luck," Sato said to Rei as they both bent down. Sato already having consumed some ounces of sugar for the test beforehand.

"You too," Rei said as he nodded towards him.

"On your mark... Get set, Go!" As soon as the machine gave them the signal, Rei kicked up pieces of earth behind him as he launched forward with great speed. Enough to generate quite a considerable gust of wind around his path.

He cringed as his spine, despite the support, buckled and made wired sounds of protest due to the stress it was placed under.

"Omura Rei: 1.26 seconds." The machine announced as Rei blurred past the finish line. While Sato had barely cleared half the field.

Rei turned his body around and aimed his feet to the front while in the air just before he descended.

He slid across the ground, leaving two straight lines courtesy of his grinding two feet on the field in his attempts to stop. Which he succeeded in doing after about two seconds of grinding his feet into the dirt.

"That's... so fast!" Kirishima cried as he rubbed his eyes, almost unable to believe what he was seeing.

"Wait, I know him. He's the one that gave the speech at Minamoto!" Mineta of all people realized as he lifted his finger upwards.

"I thought that was just a rumour. But it seems it is wise to not make half-hearted assumptions." Tokoyami said as he closed his eyes, brooding as always.

"Hagh! Hagh!" Sato breathed in and out, making sounds like he was trying to get something out of his throat. He was bent over forward as he held his knees for support, coughing with his eyes wide and a pained expression. It seemed that he could not really handle his quirk very well yet.

Rei got up from his crouch and stood up straight, looking back at the awestruck group of students. The motors whirling and humming to accommodate for the change in stature. He noticed Rikido's state from the corner of his vision.

"Poor guy..." He said solemnly as he walked up to the coughing student.

Sato heard him approach and straightened up to hold out his hand. "Man, hagh! You're fasth!" He said while trying to hide his coughing fit. He was holding out his palm for Rei to shake.

Rei took hold of his hand and shook it. As soon as he did, Rikido felt like his throat had cleared.

"Better?" Rikido looked at the smiling face of Rei as he was asked that question.

"Uh...?" He was confused. What just happened?

"I forced your body to produce more Adenosine Triphosphate and Anabolic Hormones and tricked your brain into believing the pain's gone." He explained as he patted him on the shoulder. "Biology talk to say you'll feel better for now." He explained with a nod and smirk.

"It's not permanent though... and I can't really do anything aside from numbing the pain..."

Sato looked at him with a confused expression, not catching half of what he had said. He did get the gist that he had done something to help him get some relief.

"How?" He asked him as he rubbed the back of his head, eyeing their hands since he suspected that the gesture had something to do with it.

"I'd rather not say, otherwise we'll really be here all day. We might even have to stay the night." Rei said as he began walking away, breaking away the connection they had made through their nervous system. "Come on." Be urged as he lightly nudged his chest with a fist as he walked past.

As soon as Rei let go of Rikido's hands, his throat started to act up again, though this time it was noticeably milder. The body, having done its job to naturally fix the temporary strain, Rikido was alright.

'What was that about?' He asked himself, Rei's explanation of how he helped him went over his head completely.

"You both did... good," Aizawa commended Rei when he made it back and got out of his suit. "Now, next up, Standing Long Jump." Before immediately moving on with the test.

---

In the long jump, Momo used a spring-loaded, launching pad that you could stand on. Almost clearing the sandpit.

Mina straight up jumped as there was not really anything her quirk could do to help.

Uraraka floated herself across.

Ojiro propelled himself with his tail.

Shoji simply jumped as well.

Tokoyami used Darkshadow to make the creature throw him across the field. And so on...

"Todoroki," Aizawa called for the boy as he lazily looked up from his phone, timer thingy. The boy had already walked up to the sandpit to take the leap himself.

"When you're ready."

Shoto slowly breathed out as he squatted down. Then suddenly, with a grunt, he launched himself forward. Keeping his right feet behind from which he generated a chunk of ice to skate over and clear the sandbox for a long jump without even jumping.

Their teacher's expression never changed as he called for the next one.

"Asui Tsuyu, you're up."

The frog girl stepped up with a somewhat awkward walk and bent down low.

Then suddenly, she sprung up and cleared the sandpit as well. "Ribbit-" She said as she got up and looked back at their teacher.

Aizawa's face was still flat. His eyebrows rose slightly when he saw the held up hand of Omura in the back.

"Omura?" He called for him to say what was on his mind.

"I was just wondering... why is the sandpit so small?" Most of the students turned around to give him a look and saw that he was out of his gear now. The support item was currently stationary by his side. "Most of us can clear it easy so... why not make it bigger if you're going to have it at all?"

The students turned back to face their teacher with a look that said they were curious as to the reason as well.

"The sandpit is 40 meters long. It is the same length as the ones used in the Olympics back in the days." He looked to the pit itself. "Were simply trying to see how today's generation would fair against the athletes of those days."

"Then why not just use a marked measuring ruler on the floor-"

"Look, it just is okay, nothing I can do about it. Now step up." He demanded with a bit of irritation in his voice.

Rei's mouth hung open for a moment as he raised his index finger, looking like he was going to argue. Only for his hand to go down and he went up to his suit to get fitted up.

"He sure likes to ask questions..." Sero commented as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Well, he is an intellectual. Heard they, like to know stuff or something like that." Denki whispered to Sero with his palm held to conceal what he said to the tape dispenser.

Omura bent down low again as Aizawa watched keenly with a critical eye. The boy's suit hummed with power again, signalling to the others that he was preparing to launch.

With a grunt, he released the tension locks in the suit's actuators and leapt from his stationary spot, sailing high into the air and going well past the sandpit.

"For a guy in a metal suit, he jumps pretty well, ribbit." Tsuyu commented with a finger held to her face as she made her way beside Ochaco.

He landed with a thud, far clear of the sandpit. He got up and looked back towards his teacher.

Aizawa looked unfazed by his accomplishment and simply called for the next student. Who happened to be Miroriya.

'Okay, I can do this...' He gave himself a small pep talk inside his head before leaping. He scored the worst by far.

"Man, I feel sorry for him. I know how having quirks that don't really boost your strength suck in these situations." Kirishima said before walking over to Midoriya, picking him up, he began to dust him off.

"No, I'm fine. I'm fine." Midoriya felt bad that he was bothering his classmate and was trying to get him to stop.

"But... he does though." Iida chimed in with slight confusion laced in his voice.

All present in the general vicinity turned to face Iida, all looking interested in what he had to say.

"In the entrance exam... when we were all running away. He rushed in and smashed a Zero pointer's face in with her help." He slightly adorned a look of guilt as he pointed towards Uraraka.

"Tsk, as if..." A cynical voice belonging to Bakugou interrupted Iida. "We grew up together and I can say for certain he doesn't have a quirk. He probably cheated to get in here, isn't that right, Deku?" He sneered at his childhood friend.

Midoriya shifted his gaze away from his stare and looked at the ground, which served to do nothing to ease his suspicion.

"Don't be too sure-" Rei said from directly behind Bakugou's ear, which prompted the blonde bomber to turn around and swing his fist out of instinct.

Luckily, due to the fairly notable height difference and Rei's own unwillingness to be hit in the face. He managed to straighten his back and jerk his head behind just enough for Bakugou to miss. This resulted in the smaller blonde's fist, whooshing past Omura's face and Bakugou almost losing balance for a brief moment before he managed to catch himself from falling.

"Oh- Jeez, you almost hit me there." Rei sounded like he was annoyed but only mildly, looking at the Bomber with a weird look.

Bakugou didn't move from the position that had him face the ground to avoid direct eye contact from Omura. After a while of staying like this, he clicked his tongue and walked away, not even giving Omura a second glance.

"Kacchan..." Rei heard Midoriya mutter under his breath and turned towards him.

"Say... whatever happened for him to hate you so much?" Rei asked Mirodiya when the boy got back to join the group.

"Kacchan? ...Well, I don't know." Midoriya looked down at the ground, appearing to be in deep thought. "We were good friends when we were little, but... when he got his quirk and I didn't, we sort of just, drifted apart." He jerked his head back and looked at Rei suddenly in a frantic manner. "But Kacchan doesn't think like that about quirks, at least I hope he doesn't." He waved his hands about, palms held open towards Rei.

"You sure it's not some stupid reason like, 'You tried to help me up after I fell into a river, so I'm gonna hate you for it!' Or, something like that?" Rei made a pretty good impression of Bakugou's perpetual angry voice.

"A... rive- Wait, how do you know about that?!"

"You really went to a river when you were kids? Well, I really hope it's not something stupid like that then." Rei, rallying quickly turned his head up and pointed towards their teacher. "I think it's your turn."

"Midoiya?" Aizawa called for the green-haired boy to step up.

Midoriya gasped lightly before breaking into a light jog, briefly turning round to look at Rei again.

He knew it was probably a coincidence, that he was able to guess about that incident on the river, but there was something on the back of his mind that told him that Omura knew more than he let on.

Add that to the fact that Omura was most likely the smartest person in the class, or even the country, it was not too far a fetch.

He shook his head and dismissed the thought for now.

Rei looked at the retreating form of the green-haired boy as he shielded his eyes from the sun. He brought his hand down to the lift side of his head, where a silvery piece of metal could be seen. It started from the back of his head, just at the midpoint and went round to the left side, just above the ears. A single strip of a line that separated the piece into two parts ran across its body.

This was his neural transmitter.

Old, but still functional.

He tapped it two times and a small projection appeared over his left eye, covering it. The projection read; "Battery: 51.67985%"

He clicked his tongue in mild frustration as well as disappointment. And shifted his attention to the battery piece that was attached to his lower back.

Lithium-Polymer was a wonderful Super-Capacitor, but it had its limits. One of them being its capacity. Despite being the best option for a Super-Capacitor its capacity was still nowhere near as massive as a proper Lithium-Ion one.

He sighed, "Well... I do have a cheat code now." He muttered optimistically as he turned his attention towards a girl with black hair styled into a spiky ponytail. He had to make sure he befriended her here.

"Alright," Aizawa looked down on his little device that displayed Midoriya's score before turning up to look around the crowd of students. "Omura, get in there."

Rei stepped up and walked over to the small white square on the ground.

"Do as much side to side hops between the edges as you can in 60 seconds. Your feet must reach both sides to count."

"Right."

"Wait, where's that Exoskeleton Thingy?" Kirishima stuck his head out and stood on the tip of his toes to look around, finding to suit to be in standing in an idle position fairly far away. "You're not gonna use it here?" He asked as he quirked his eyebrows up when he turned back to face him. A couple of the student's also mumbling their own concerns and thoughts.

"Well, I needed to save power, on the battery." He explained as he pointed at the thing on his lower back. The students looked closely and saw that he was referring to a small, black plastic box, attached to his lower back with a few straps.

"What's that?" Kirishima asked with slight confusion and fascination, wondering the reason as to why he had... whatever that was strapped to his back.

"It's a Power Supply." The mature, almost condescending voice of the other academic prodigy in the class stated.

"Eh?" Most of them looked to Rei for confirmation, to which he nodded.

"On your mark... Get set, Go!" Rei immediately went in motion and began hopping back and forth between the sides of the square, his scrunched up face mirroring his effort.

"But... why does he have a battery strapped to his back?" Denki turned to Momo, hoping that she would know the reason.

"His quirk uses electricity, so I assumed that that black box was a power source for not only his quirk but for the machines he creates." She explained as she looked on towards Rei in deep thought.

'This guy...' She thought to herself and shifted in her stance. She was grateful that such an astute and intelligent individual as Omura was her classmate. The boy outclassed her in almost every aspect of being a good hero or a good student. He was a bit charismatic, probably was the most intelligent person in the world when it really came to it, and had a powerful and versatile quirk.

Heck, he could become a full-fledged hero right now and no one would object.

This meant that she needed to truly push herself if she wanted to succeed with the likes of him around.

"Uses... electricity...?" Midoriya muttered to himself before he widened his eyes and made a mental note about the nature of Omura's quirk.

"47!" The high pitched voice of the machine announced the number of hops Rei managed to do. Rei looked like he was not really winded by the exercise.

---

After the others got their turns, they all gathered at the start of a large circular track that went around the field grounds.

"This is an endurance test, run hard and run fast until you collapse. I will time your individual scores when you do." Aizawa instructed.

The students got on their marks and looked on determinedly.

"Go!"

They all dashed forward, some using their quirks to boost themselves.

Aizawa clicked his tongue. "Even though I told them it's an endurance test, some of them still think it's a race." He grumbled as he glared at Mina and Aoyama, who were the first to fall due to exhaustion from overexerting their quirks. The flamboyant boy being a more obvious offender.

Izuku was looking on determinedly at the tall blonde boy running in front of him. When their teacher gave them the go-ahead, he had immediately been overtaken by Omura, Bakugou, Todoroki, Iida and Yaoyorozu. The girl was in the lead, riding on a little electric scooter that she had made. Following behind her were Omura and Iida. Omura was fast, faster than Midoriya had ever anticipated him to be even without his suit.

When being presented with an intellectual like Omura, one could be forgiven to think that they would not be too athletically gifted. But he had been wrong in his assumptions about Omura's physical capabilities. Not only did he hold an advantage against him in that his legs were longer than his own, making his every stride more effective. He also had vastly higher stamina it seemed, evident by his unbroken and still steady pace compared to Midoriya's occasional misstep here and there.

Iida was no different. He was not slowing down even for a bit and they had been running for a minute now.

For Bakugou, it was clear that he was trying. He looked strained and eager to overtake the people running in front of him, more notably, he looked especially eager to overtake Omura.

Todoroki was, calm and collected. He didn't look like he was fazed or out of breath. He was just running at a steady pace, just fast enough so that he wouldn't be overtaken by Midoriya.

When they were done, Momo had scored the best followed by Iida, Omura and Bakugou.

Next, it was sit-ups and seated toe touches.

Then they headed inside the school gym to do some pull-ups on the bars. Most of them had been able to do it save for Hagakure. Uraraka used her quirk to make herself weigh less and did exceptionally good.

The second last test was the grip strength test. Omura and Momo became top scorers once again with the former creating a metal wire clamp around his hand. The gauntlet piece worked by drawing the wires that ran over the fingers and the palm back towards the wrist, squeezing whatever was held there with a force of 2250 kilograms.

The latter created a machine of her own. Which was a hydraulic clamp she used to crush the gripper with a force of 3006 kilograms.

---

"Okay, you know what to do," Aizawa called for the bob haired girl to throw the ball like Bakugou had demonstrated way earlier.

"Right." She eagerly said with an equally eager nod before she turned and faced towards the far end of the field grounds.

She briefly touched the ball with both her hands and emitted a small pink glow for a moment before she threw it with a huff.

When she did, the ball unnaturally went towards the sky.

"Eh?" Most of the students voiced their confusion towards the ball's straight movement before realizing that it was her quirk.

10 Minutes Later-

"It's still going..." Sero said with squinted eyes and he looked up towards the sky where he could faintly still make out the Ball as a small dot.

Some of the students groaned in boredom while the others that didn't, looked on with intense eyes, curious as to how long she could keep it going.

"Some of the wind currents up there... should boost the balls ascend and push it faster. But I don't see how this could get in orbit." Rei held his chin as he looked up with an almost unreadable expression,

"And even if it did make it out of Earth's orbit, the moon could still totally catch it when she stops concentrating. Which would make it three hundred and eighty-four thousand kilometres away at most, not infinity."

30 Minutes Later-

"Ahh, this is taking too long, teach just take the damn point now and move on," Bakugou told their teacher as he brought his head down to look at him. An annoyed frown present on his face.

Most of the students were seated under the stalls, away from the sun while Ojiro, Kiriskima and Sero seemed to take turns to survey the ball in the sky, not that they could still see it.

Ururaka, for her part, was standing in the middle of the softball pit, insisted by Sir Aizawa to keep standing there until they measured the distance of the ball. Despite the blazing sun beaming over her head, she seemed to be doing quite alright, not even dropping a sweat.

Aizawa just absently continued to face upwards towards the sky with his unchanging flat expression.

"Ururaka, are you nausious yet?" Rei asked as he waved his hand out towards the girl,

"Um... no, not at all." She reassuringly shook her head, mistaking that Rei was concerned about her well being.

"Sir Aizawa, I think we should just call it too." Rei turned to their teacher. "We've waited for over Forty minutes and the ball's only sixty thousand meters up."

Aizawa looked to the device on his hand out of curiosity, and sure enough, the ball's height was displayed as 61356 meters away from point zero.

"If we're going to wait until it leaves Earth's gravity, we'll have to wait for well more than two days. I think Bakugou's right, we should call it."

"Two days!?" Some of them exclaimed in disbelief, and even terror.

Aizawa considered it for a moment and made a decision.

"Fine..." He turned to the Gravity girl. "Are you satisfied with the Sixty Thousand five hundred score-" His device dinged, signalling that it had a notification. He brought it up, eyes widening for a brief moment before he showed it to the students.

"I-Infinity!" They cried out.

"There's no way that's true..." Rei said under his breath in disbelief. The ball did not have time to reach a suitable height of stable orbit, let alone escape the pull of Earth's gravity entirely. He breathed out a sigh. "It's... probably the sun's unfiltered radiation up there messing with the circuits... yeah, that must be it." He was not being envious of her score, he could score an infinity himself if he used the hover discs he and Melissa invented. He was just, weirded out.

"Yaoyorozu, you're up,"

Momo stepped up with resolve and confidence, practically marching to the ball throw spot. She now stood inside the circled spot and received her ball from her teacher.

"Whenever you're ready,"

She nodded before she began to unbutton her shirt. Taking everyone sans Rei, by surprise, some better at hiding it than others. Aizawa was one of them.

"Miss Yaoyorozu, you know our school had a dress co-"

"It's how my quirk works, Sir." She interrupted as she finished unbuttoning her shirt, taking it off to reveal a black sports bra. "I need to expose more of my... skin to properly utilize it, or else my clothes will get ripped." She explained with a small blush, no doubt embarrassed.

'Oh, right. She hasn't really needed to create something too big until now.' Rei thought in realization. So his classmates hadn't really gotten a good understanding of her quirk yet.

"Hmm..." Aizawa's mood shifted back to its natural, unfazed state in an instant.

With that, the Momo nodded and a faint glow began to emit from her body. Not soon after, a bright mixture of small blue, pink and white particles formed on her skin and expanded. An object sprung forth from her body, glowing pure white while being covered in blue and pink spots like the ones from before and subsided. When all of that was over, she breathed out through her mouth as she was left with an Eighteen Century, Victorian Cannon. She adjusted the barrel to accommodate for the size of the softball she was to throw, or in this case shoot.

"Wait, how did she do that?" Denki asked around in a hurried tone, confused as all heck.

"My quirk allows me to create anything as long as it's non-living. At least, still non-living." She shifted her attention to the other resident smart person. In one of his papers, he had claimed that 'Life' and by extension, 'Consciousness' was simply an oddly specific series of electrical signals produced by an advanced enough intelligence. He had provided very convincing evidence to back it up as well, so it had interested her immensely.

She had always wanted to try to create a living organism, even if it was microscopic, with her quirk ever since she had read his work three years ago.

She shook her head out from her trip down her memory lane and made her way over to the front of the cannon that she had made.

She placed the ball inside the barrel of the cannon. Having already made the gunpowder and the fuse, she stepped back and made another device; a small kerosene lighter.

"Firing!" She yelled for the students to cover their ears, to which they did and lit the fuse.

It sizzled and sizzled downwards towards its base, relatively slowly.

Rei looked with interest at the contraption. 'Could she not have made anything more modern?' He confusingly asked himself in thought.

When the fuse reached its end, it triggered the cannon. It moved back on its wheels as the ball was launched fast, faster than Bakugou could ever have achieved had he not used a cylindrical barrel, as Momo had.

The softball left the cannon with great speed, sailing across the sky with ease. It flew for a good fifteen seconds before its flight path curved and it began to descend.

"It's coming down!" Ojiro shouted as he held his hand up over his eyes to shield them from the sun.

"That was... unreasonably long," Sero said in a flat and seemingly tired tone.

Aizawa nodded approvingly as he looked at his device before showing it to the class.

"2 Kilometres!" Most of them all collectively yelled in shock at the display that read; 2576 meters.

'Gasp!' Was what Rei would have done as well if he were in their shoes as well.

"Good job." Their teacher congratulated her. "But that was still too slow, for a hero."

"That's why I'm here, Sir," Momo stated with a nod.

Aizawa hummed for a bit at her statement "Ojiro, step up."

The boy did as he was told. Momo walking back to join the group.

When she arrived, most of them looked at her in mild amazement which served to make her smile with pride. As she now stood and watched the boy with the giant tail about to take the test, a blonde boy came up to her from behind.

"Hey uh, could I borrow your cannon?" She turned around calmly and saw that it was Omura.

"My cannon?" She was confused. She looked back to see that the cannon was set aside not too far from the pit. "What for?" She turned back to Rei.

"For the test."

"Um, I suppose there's no harm in it." She was wondering what he needed her cannon for, hoping that whatever he did he would not just reuse it for himself.

"Really? Hoh! thanks." He patted her on the shoulder two times as he made his way over to the artillery weapon just as Ojiro was heading back.

"Impressive, for a boy with- Omura, what are you doing?" Aizawa said as he watched the boy run past them.

"Securing a payload, Sir." The boy answered cheerfully before he grabbed the cannon made by Yaoyorozu and began tugging it back towards the pit.

"Did I call for your turn?" Aizawa asked in an irritated tone.

"No," Rei said without an ounce of hesitance.

Aizawa recalled the participants in the test and realized that Rei and Midoriya were the only ones that were left. He grumbled a bit and gestured for the boy to step forward, finding that an argument with Omura would be petty and that it was below him.

Rei tugged the cannon once more so that it now stood squarely inside the pit and signalled for their teacher to pass him the softball.

"I wonder what he's gonna make this time," Ochaco said as she watched Rei place his right palm calmly on top of the cannon.

"I bet it's gonna be something cool, like that suit!" Kirishima, ever the bro that he was, hyped-up Rei.

Rei suddenly grunted as a bright blue spark erupted from under his palm. A wave of electricity ran through the entire cannon before it grandiosely fell apart into a thousand little pieces save for the barrel which remained relatively the same.

As the pieces of the now dismantled cannon floated around, Aizawa observed that the boy's eyes were glowing a bright blue colour as well. Arcs of electricity would occasionally break out from them and run through his face before dissipating. Rei was looking around as if deep in thought.

After inspecting the cannon's mechanical structure, as well as fishing around his memory for a while, came up with a design for a projectile propellant.

The machine was built from two main parts, two rods that ran through a tube from which current could flow in a positive and negative pair. A holster for a power source. And a power source that could discharge enough electricity in an instant.

With that in mind, the pieces of the disassembled cannon began to reassemble into a different kind of cannon. One that used Electricity instead of Gunpowder. The tiny pieces of metal began to clog together one by one before it formed into a machine that had two protrusions where a bumpy chain of silver pieces ran across the inside.

It was a rail gun.

Which he made across the span of about thirty seconds.

"Now to cover this up..." Rei muttered to himself as he wrapped a layer of tungsten around the softball. The metal bending without protest under his hands as he willed it to be in the shape of an American Football, that is, it had two prominent bulging sides and a mainly cylindrical shape for aerodymic purposes.

He smacked the tungsten covered softball inside the pseudo barrel of the Rail gun, which began to seemingly hover in the middle, suspended inside by three thin, almost undetectable metal wires.

He walked over to a valve-like mechanism near the back end of the machine and began turning it, counter-clockwise.

"...35 ...40 ...45." He stopped as the machine's barrel pointed upwards towards the sky at 45 degrees and got up, grabbed the battery pack on his lower back and slapped it on the power source receiver.

Several systems of latches and locks clicked and held the battery in place. He then tapped his neural transmitter again and the battery's capacity was now shown to be at just above 45%.

"I think about... 30, would do..." He muttered to himself as he entered the amount into a number pad on the machine. A beep sounded out as the Rail gun began powering up.

He turned to his classmates and held both his hands up to his ears, both index fingers held out towards his head, telling them to cover their ears.

"So, he's quirks like... Yaoyorozu's?" Sato asked though he seemed to have difficulty remembering Momo's last name as they were still not very well acquainted.

"Yes, and no." Momo answered with her voice sounding quite sure, "His quirk allows him to control anything that can conduct electricity and a few insulators. While mine allows me to create anything as long as I know the chemical structure.

"Both of our quirks do require us to possess a vast array of scientific knowledge to properly utilize so, I guess there are some similarities." With how much Omura was doing for society with his research and inventions, a few leaks had been made about the nature of his quirk.

"Oh, okay..." He said a bit fearfully towards the girl, being slightly intimated by her collected and firm way of speaking.

Rei suddenly swung his fist down towards a giant red button that was on the machine, his fist lightly bouncing off of it after he did.

As soon as the button was pressed, a yellow spark came from the machine's grid as the projectile barreled out towards the sky. The students and the teacher had not even the time to see its butt as it whirled towards the clouds in emotionless yet palpable fury.

"That was a... 3-kilogram projectile being ejected, 45 degrees up at a speed of 1029 meters per second." He mumbled under his breath, "Well! That's a hundred kilometres easy." He stated cheerfully as he took his battery pack out of the back of the Rail gun and began walking back with a bounce in his steps, not failing to catch the shocked face of his peers on his way back, even their teacher's face showed mild astonishment.

"I'm sorry, did you say a hundred kilometres?" Momo asked him as he got back to his spot beside her.

"Give or take a few inches." He shrugged as he was pretty confident that its trajectory could not have been altered if not for anything under category 5 winds.

"... Wouldn't that be dangerous? You know, just in case someone was standing a hundred kilometres that way," Kirishima asked nervously as he rubbed the back of his neck with his left hand, pointing with his right across the direction he had fired.

"There's not really any signs of civilization that way. Worst case, It'll hit some poor deer." He said with a wince and sympathy if it did hit some unsuspecting deer.

---

"Hold it steady Cho... keep both eyes open and breath out as you pull the trigger." A father instructed as he stood beside a boy carrying a rifle. They were both staying crouched behind a fallen tree, hiding from a large male Stag.

This boy was his son, who wanted to take up the family tradition of hunting.

He did as his father told him, calmly breathing out as he slowly squeezed the trigger. Down the sights of the rifle, the vibrant brown coloured giant of a deer was busily eating a few weeds.

When the trigger reached its end, a hammer struck the back of the bullet in the chamber, releasing the lead projectile in a blaze of smoke and fire. The rifle kicked back and rocked the shoulder of the young teen, and the bullet was sent sailing across the air.

Unfortunately for the little lead pellet that was trying its damnedest to be intimidating. A heavy bullet made from pure tungsten came out of nowhere at three times the speed of sound and absolutely deleted the Stag's head before the lead bullet even had the time to reach half the distance between the boy and the beast.

A resounding boom sounded out as a small crater formed, the hunk of tungsten dug itself into the earth with a crunch.

The father-son duo shielded themselves from the wild that kicked up as a result of the devastation.

"Keep your head down!" The father advised as he pushed the boy's head downward behind their cover. He grunted as he did the same, shielding his son by placing his body over him.

As the winds ceased, they opened their eyes again.

"...W-what was, what was that?" The boy turned to his father with a face full of fear.

The father got up and looked towards the devastation from their hiding place, the boy following his lead as well.

"Cho... I've heard of a bull's eye, but..." He looked at the crater on the ground, the missing head and neck of the dear as its body laid there lifeless on the ground before finally shifting his attention to his son with a look of pride, disbelief and fear. "Isn't that a bit much?" He asked with a laugh.

What would the people at the Institute do when they found out about their mishaps.

Cho swallowed a heavy gulp.

---

"But I doubt it." Rei finished as he looked towards their teacher who was still inspecting whether or not Rei's claim of his throw reaching a hundred kilometres was legitimate.

And as things appeared right now, his statement seemed to hold some merit. The Gps on the softball read that the ball was indeed travelling at a thousand meters per second, reaching more and more distance as it- Oh, it stopped, just at the hundred thousand seventy six-meter mark.

But where it landed... wasn't that area of land reserved for the Minamoto Institute of Agriculture and Bio-Research? A place where they were keeping some artificially engineered superior Deer and Fox species?

He shrugged halfheartedly and made a face before he turned back to face his students.

"Right, that's that." He muttered as he looked towards the students again, specifically towards a lump of vibrant green hair.

"Hmm, it's that boy again..." Aizawa had seen what raw power the greenette possessed during his showcase at the entrance exams. But he displayed barely any control, breaking his arms in the process of smashing that Zero Pointer's head in while being assisted up by that Ochaco girl.

After that whole debacle, he had not even enough time to gather more points, getting by on only two villain scores (which were certainly not enough), and a fairly big rescue point awarded by the judges which were about the only reason he got through.

He would have to learn how to get it under control fast, lest he faces expulsion.

Midoriya came forth with bated steps, not needing to be called.

"To infinity, little Mirodiya!" He heard Rei's attempts to cheer him onward from behind, who received weird stares from their peers for his efforts.

As he now clutched the ball, he looked to their teacher who was oddly silent, watching on with a cynical eye.

He looked at his palms for a moment and thought, 'I... have to do this, no matter how much it hurts!' He steeled himself mentally and winded his arms back to take the throw.

His muscles bulged as a series of red lines began forming on his right arm, his face becoming twisted in anticipation of the pain of breaking one's bones.

"Raarghh!" His cry of effort was for nothing as the ball left his hand at a fairly normal speed of about 25 meters per second. It sailed across the air for about two and a half seconds and landed on the 54-meter mark.

A silence dawned upon everyone on the field.

Then a held in chuckle was heard coming from the resident blonde bomber.

"See? What'd I say," His face was smug and triumphant.

"That's very uncool of you," Rei said to both Bakugou and their teacher. But he could not blame Aizawa too much he supposed. 'He did stop him from completely breaking his arm to only his finger, so...' he shrugged and tilted his head to his left.

"What do you mean?" Kirishima asked as he turned to Rei.

"Nothing, nothing..." He waved off.

Aizawa did a couple of clicks with his tongue, shaking his head from side to side in disapproval. "That was a very dangerous thing to do, Izuku Midoriya." The students turned to face their teacher, most taking a gasp as they were not prepared for what they would see. "You were trying to use that body destroying quirk, weren't you?"

There stood their teacher, all his previous demeanour of tiredness and lax attitude seemed to have evaporated instantly. His red eyes looked scarlet as they seemed to glow as his dark hair began menacingly waving in the air.

He looked straight at Midoriya with unmoving eyes, deactivating the activation of One for All with his Quirk; Erasure.

It was at this moment, the sudden shift in atmosphere that it became clear to the students of 1-A that this man was a pro hero. A man who had spent years dealing with the scum of Humanity. A man that had no doubt went through numerous hardships throughout his career.

And this man was their teacher.

Many of them gulped.

"I- Y-Yes... yes I was." He shifted uncontrollably under the scary Hero's eyes.

"Huh, that... makes more sense," Rei muttered under his breath as he looked at their teacher with an unreadable expression. Unlike the anime, his scarf was not flowing around in the air and was stuck to his body. He had always been disturbed by the capture weapon's tendencies to act like a Cloak of Levitation.

"And break your entire arm again?"

"Ye-"

"What would you have done if you were in a real high stakes situation? That's right, you'll be completely helpless against the truly worst ones." He shifted his attention to the entire class. "That goes for you lot too." He announced in his still relatively flat way of speaking.

"A villain would not hesitate to exploit your greatest weakness when given the opportunity. Most of you are still hindered by your negligence of your quirks. Some of you, your bodies are not even able to handle their activation, and break down." He turned back to Midoriya. "Like a broken arm... A Hero always has a plan for when things go south."

Midoriya looked conflicted. He agreed that in the real world, things were never easy... But he never hoped for it to be easy! He had always known that the life of a Hero was a rough and unforgiving lifestyle, but that was exactly the reason he had trained all those months for. Plus, he had a quirk now so the playing field was levelled, more than it had before.

"Aizawa-Sensei..."

Their teacher looked at the boy with a raised eyebrow in slight interest.

"... Like Yaoyorozu-San said, That is why I am here!" He announced passionately with a fist held to his chest. "To learn to be a hero!"

Aizawa's expression held firm for a moment, his eyes and hair continuing to remain with his quirk's activation.

He then powered down with a chuckle escaping his lips. Grabbing a softball from a rack, he threw it to Midoriya who caught it with mild inconvenience due to him not expecting it. "Fine... I've given you your quirk back. Don't go breaking your arm like the exam." Aizawa shook his head as he mumbled to himself.

"Tsk." Bakugou clicked his tongue as he failed to see how their teacher could supposedly erase a quirk that Midoriya surely didn't have.

"Huh?" Rei was confused, his face mirroring what he was feeling as he looked at both Midoriya and Aizawa with a weird look. Wasn't Aizawa going to chew out and degrade Midoriya about how useless his quirk was?

'Did I mess something up?' He asked himself in thought as he began to panic slightly. What had he done to divert this part of the story?

As he shifted his eyes around, he saw Ururaka to his left. Hoping to ask what happened in the exam as from the way Aizawa spoke, he didn't say anything about Midoriya breaking anything other than his arms.

"Excuse me Ochaco, but, did something happen with Midoriya during the Entrance Exam?" He asked as he caught the Gravity Girl by surprise.

Turning around to face Rei, their height difference became very apparent with her not even reaching his chin.

"Huh? Oh, yeah." She responded cheerfully. "You're probably wondering why Aizawa-Sensei is so hard on him aren't you?" She theorized.

"I- Well, yes."

"You see, you know those scary giant Zero Pointers they used in the entrance exams?"

"I do..." He smiled a bit, finding comfort in the knowledge that an event involving a Zero Pointer still happened. "Did something happen with it?"

"Yes... A Zero Pointer was putting us in a tough spot, it was really scary." She explained with a wide-eyed expression. "But..."

"He- erm, Midoriya, came up to me and said that we needed to team up." She now adorned a smile. Looking up towards Rei with both her hands balled into fists held closely to her frame.

"Team up?" Rei looked at Ururaka with a confused expression.

"I know, crazy right? He came up and told me to use my quirk to float him up towards the Giant Robot. So I did, and he punched it so hard that its face caved in. But, he broke his arm when doing so, I think that's why Aizawa-Sensei is singling him out." She explained with a passion to her voice before noticing that Rei was not exactly sharing in the moment. Rather, he looked like he was trying to figure out where the last piece of a puzzle was supposed to go.

"What's wrong?" Uraraka became slightly concerned at his behaviour.

Rei had his right hand to his chin, be brought it down to the level of his belly, palm held open towards the ground. "And you didn't... get trapped under some-" A loud explosion rang out, causing Rei and Ochaco to turn their attention towards Midoriya, who was surrounded with the kicked up dust and air currents he had caused after the activation of One for All.

His right arm was completely fine like it had been in the series, and only the middle finger was badly damaged. The softball was thrown with such a force that it rocketed towards the sky leaving a literal trail of dust behind it.

The wide mouth gurgle of disbelief coming from Bakugou could be heard as the ball kept going higher and higher.

"Woah..." Uraraka added her shocks as well as she looked at the ball that soared through the sky.

"I believe, you have been proven wrong." Iida turned to the seething Blonde Bomber.

"That's- not true, that's bullshit!" He was in denial of the truth. He turned his attention towards his childhood friend. "Why you... bastard!" He began making a march over to him.

Midoriya was unaware of Bakugous aggressive marching towards him and turned to their homeroom teacher. "Aizawa-Sensei, my arm's still fine!" He declared triumphantly.

Aizawa looked shocked for a moment, 'He used his quirk, to empower a single point on his finger instead of his entire arm...' A frankly unsettling, but ultimately sweet smile broke across his face, though as Rei noticed, it was not the unsettling toothy one like it had been in the anime.

'But, he still broke something.' His smile fell a bit when he looked at his broken middle finger.

"DEKU!" Bakugou suddenly cried out, having closed the distance between him and Midoriya in the brief exchange between him and their teacher.

"Ugh, Kacchan!" Izuku said with a yelp, his body already tensing up in anticipation for the Bomber's assault.

"What's the meaning of-" But Bakugou suddenly lost his balance and face planted to the ground. The reason for this had been a strong piece of fabric that bounded his ankles, courtesy of Aizawa's capture weapon.

The teacher now had his hair's up again, a sign that his quirk was active. Staring at Bakugou with a disappointed look, he clicked his tongue in disapproval.

"What are you doing Bakugou?" He asked in a flat and mundane tone.

Bakugou lifted his head off the ground and looked back towards his legs. Seeing the captured weapon wrapped around his ankles, he attempted to break free, finding that he was unable to do so. "Grr, What are these things made of!?" He said with an animalistic growl, as he began pulling the Capture scarf to try to break it.

He was unsuccessful.

"You know... when I said to have a competitive spirit..." He said before he suddenly tugged the bound boy's legs with a grunt, sending him grinding across the ground as he was pulled towards him. He stopped right before he hit Aizawa on the legs and was pulled upwards. Aizawa was carrying from his legs, with a single arm held outwards.

"I didn't mean you could act like a prick."

"Grh! Let me go, you moron!" Bakugou struggled to free himself again, bending upwards to untie his ankles.

Aizawa glared at him suddenly. Looking intensely at him without saying a word, almost daring him to try and untie himself.

Bakugou stopped in his tracks. The look that the older man was giving him was somehow able to make him almost, fearful towards the pro hero.

After a moment of consideration, and the fact he had calmed down a bit after his initial outburst, he conceded and allowed himself to relax and cool down. He still clicked his tongue in annoyance though.

"... Good, you seem to have calmed down," Aizawa said with a sigh. Releasing him from his binds, Bakugou fell to the ground with a grunt, bringing his arms down to protect his head from hitting the sands.

"Now go back to your classmates, and don't even think about trying another stunt like that," Aizawa told him firmly as the Bomber went back with a low growl.

"As for you..." Aizawa turned back towards the Green haired boy.

"Huh?" Midoriya looked up from his broken finger, which he held close to his body to not let it swing around, towards his teacher.

"Go see recovery girl after we're done."

"U-Uh, right!" He began walking towards the group before breaking into a light jog.

"All of you, follow me to that area over there." He instructed as he began walking towards a landing of some sort. A large holographic projector was on the base of the stage.

The students nodded and followed him as well.

"What was that you wanted to ask me?" Uraraka spoke up again, having been over the shock of the friendly boy breaking a bone again.

"Uh, It's nothing... carry on."

Uraraka stayed silent and looked at him in thought. After a while, she turned forward again, walking with the rest of the class onto the small area.

'So... no broken legs. Just his right arm, and... she helped him by floating him up to the face of the Zero Pointer? I... wonder what I did to make a change like that.' Rei said in thought as he arrived at the very back on the right-wing.

---

"Right, these are your scores. I'll just display it all at once rather than say it one by one." Aizawa then pressed something on his little device and a projection popped up. It displayed their scores from the top to the twentieth place. "As you can see-"

1. Omura Rei

2. Yaoyorozu Momo

3. Todoroki Shoto

4. Bakugou Katsuki

5. Iida Tenya

6. Tokoyami Fumikage

7. Shoji Mejo

8. Ojiro Mashirao

9. Kirishima Eijiro

10. Ashido Mina

11. Ochaco Uraraka

12. Sato Rikkido

13. Asui Tsuyu

14. Aoyama Yuga

15. Sero Hanta

16. Midoriya Izuku

17. Kaminari Denki

18. Jiro Kyoka

19. Mineta Minoru

20. Hagakure Toru

"The Score Speaks for itself..." Aizawa looked to the students as the score board revealed their performance, leaving them with relief while some were left amiss, "There's is room for much imprivement,"

A Silence dawned upon the crowd.

Then Rei spoke up first.

"That's... okay, that's expected I guess. No offence to you..." He turned towards Hagakure first and gave her his sympathies. As far as he knew, Aizawa-Sensei really did plan to expel the bottom ranker and Hagakure really didn't show any promise other than as a stealth-type hero.

The rest of their classmates followed suit. Kirishima being the first to speak after Rei.

"Hey, don't beat yourself too much about it. I'm sure you-"

"By the way, that was a lie." Aizawa suddenly spoke up. The students turned towards him and looked at their teacher with a puzzled expression out of confusion as to what he meant. "The whole expulsion thing was a... Rational Deception to make you try your best." He said with the best description of how a troll face should appear.

...

"Eh!" Most of them cried out at once.

"You didn't know? Of course, it was a-" She stopped to grunt after she was bumped on the sides by Rei.

"Shh... Let them have this." He told her while holding his finger up to his mouth, causing her to look at him with a look of surprise, as well as confusion.

"Although..." He began under his breath. 'What made him change his mind?' Had he decided that her potential as a stealth hero was enough to get her through the standards of U.A.'s hero course?

"Head back to your classroom and revise your curriculum until the evening bell rings." He instructed as he got rid of the projector and walked off the stage, towards the gateway where a certain Symbol of Peace was trying and failing to hide undetected.

"That's... so cruel," Iida exclaimed suddenly. "Tricking your students into a state of unease is totally uncalled for! So is the threat of expulsion you placed upon the students, no one teacher holds the authority to-" Iida yelled in place towards the retreating form of their teacher. Karate Chopping the air as if it wronged him in the past somehow.

"Right, you're not expelled so I'll say this is a win for all of us." Rie began walking back towards their classroom.

"Hey, Sparky!" A gravelly voice called out. Causing both Rei and Denki to look back towards Bakugou. "You're not going to do anything about that?" He asked in his perpetually irritated voice and pointed towards Rei's Suit and Cannon with his thumb.

"Oh, you were referring to him..." Denki's posture slumped as he began walking back to class in an unenthusiastic fashion.

"... No. I think it'll be fine. The support department will probably want to look at my machines anyway. So, I'm gonna just leave it out there." He stated before turning back, resuming his walk.

Bakugou clicked his tongue in annoyance again. As he always did.

---

"Okay, now that that's done..." Rei mumbled as he closed the books on his table and began packing up.

"No way, that's so unfair!" Mineta said with a whine from in front of him on his seat. His head was turned back as he looked at the Golden Boy began packing his things with an envious look. "I just got here..."

He had been busy with his own little adventure. Walking back from the locker room, he had found a perfect eavesdrop spot, just beside the Female Locker rooms and had spent quite a considerable amount of effort to sneak a peek along with the natures of his erotic indulgences.

"Uh-huh, best of luck to you then little Grape." He told the little Grape and got up to walk out of his classroom.

"Where are you going?" Kirishima asked with a yawn, getting up in a drowsy state. He had been trying to sleep through the rest of the day as the quirk apprehension test really did a number on him. "Didn't teach' say to wait for the Evening bell?"

"I'm going to the cafeteria," Rei said as he pulled open the giant sliding door.

"Ah, okay." Kirishima nodded briefly before lowering his head into his arms again, snoring almost immediately after.

Rei nodded as well as he went out, closing the door behind him as he left.

While the students were left to themselves, a certain Avian Student spoke up.

"I wonder, what's it like for him." Tokoyami suddenly began, "To be such a bright shining star. To see the world in a way no one else can..."

"Oh, please, he's only making himself look all smart. He's a pompous, and arrogant little shit, I can tell just from the way he speaks!" Bakugou said in a snarky voice, throwing some dirt on Rei's name with a single hand, held out to insinuate he was above him with a gesture of it.

"And what would that make you?" Tokoyami turned to face Bakugou and asked firmly.

"Shut it Bird head, I'll show all of you how much of a star I can be!"

"That... ego of his is far too inflated," Yaoyorozu said in a sad tone.

"I'll say," Mineta added as well, the whole collection of the classroom seemed to make their own small jabs.

"Yeah, and I wonder how he makes it fit in there with that massive amount of salt as well." Denki jeered along with everyone else at the pissy student, snorting a bit on his statement.

"I'll show you... Just you wait, you extras..." He muttered in anger under his breath.

---

"Hmm? Well, I most certainly didn't expect students this early." Lunch Rush exclaimed as he made over to the counter where a tall Blonde boy was standing.

Rei laughed and placed his tray on the metal sliding thingy on the edge of the kitchen counter.

"So what'll it be? Medium, or Large?" Lunch Rush asked, already guessing that the fairly large teen was a heavy eater.

"Large order. The Vegetarian Meal please." Rei said with a nod.

"Mm-hmm!" Lunch Rush enthusiastically nodded and began papering a meal with his quirk. The Chef Hero proceeded to grunt and puff with effort as he chopped a couple of fruits and vegetables. He placed the sliced up ingredients inside a bowl and used his quirk, creating a masterful meal full of flavour and nutrition under the palm of his hands.

All in the span of a couple of seconds.

"Wow... very impressive, very impressive." Rei nodded with his eyes closed in a reserved manner.

"Thank you, Young... Omura." The chef bowed slightly and presented Rei with his meal. "Enjoy your meal!"

His meal consisted of two large servings of salad, rice and a single bowl of vegetable soup. Mashed potatoes and eggs with a dash of butter mixed in. Topped off with a large mug of milk, 500 ml in volume.

Such was the needed amount of food for a quirk that consumed a Butt Ton of energy.

"Now if you need anything, just press the small button under the tables."

"Sure will." Rei took the large tray and headed to the nearest table from the isle.

He sat down and began laying the various bowls of rice across the surface. Shifting his attention to his bag, he reached inside and pulled out his sketchbook after a bit of searching. Taking out his pencil as well, he opened the book on the table and began to sketch as he ate.

"... There has to be a way I could get more than a Petajoule of energy from a kilogram of Hydrogen 2 and 3. What if I... no that makes no sense... but it did sound cool," Rei mumbled with a shrug and a conceding nod. He sighed as he erased a couple of numbers and figures he had just written down. Changing the elementary charge to 1.602 to the power of negative nineteen times C.

But something didn't feel right about the whole arrangement, as he was sitting at his table, a thought struck him suddenly.

"Hold on... I have an appointment!" He exclaimed, bringing his arms up to pull back the sleeve on his right hand, he took a glance at his watch. Finding that it was about an hour and a half past noon, he sighed a breath of relief.

He had accepted the offer to give a lecture at Minamoto and had scheduled for his class to take place at about Three Thirty on this day.

"... Whew! I can still make it. It's not like the train's leaving until three so, I still have time." He sighed in relief as he brought a spoon full of rice into his mouth and began chewing.

"Uh, h-hey," The meek voice of Midoriya called out from Rei's right. Turning his head up. He was greeted by the sight of Midoriya who had a conflicted look on his face. "Can I sit here?"

Rei turned back towards his table and saw that he was practically taking up the entirety of the space available with his books and bowls. He placed his palm on the table and channelled a small flow of electricity through it. Soon enough, the metal bowls and tray moved into a smaller, more orderly arrangement on the left side of his place.

"Go ahead," He lifted his left hand and gestured to the seat across from him with an open palm.

Midoriya nodded and settled down. "I uh, noticed how you could control metals."

"Metals and most conductors. I have noticed I am also able to control some insulators though, however that's possible."

"You're quirk... it's so cool." The boy exclaimed as he looked towards Rei in amazement.

"Yeah... it sure it. But disregarding that, I heard you broke your arm during the, what, entrance exam?"

"Ehe he... yeah. I was very lucky Uraraka-Chan was there. Otherwise, I might have had to jump and maybe break my legs too." Midoriya said with a nervous laugh.

"Duly... noted. Did you have any luck getting it under control, it seem's ineffective to have a gun that breaks your shoulder every time you fire it."

"I... have. I'm learning from a great teacher!" Midoriya stated excitedly.

"And I'm assuming this teacher, really know's his stuff about the quirk?"

"Eep!- Uh, yeah... no. N-Not really, no. He's only training my body to be stronger, not my quirk." Midoriya brought both his hands up in a surrendering pose. Attempting to rally and push the conversation into another direction, he attempted to ask a question of his own but Rei pushed on before he had the chance.

"Was this teacher... All Might by chance?" Rei teasingly pointed his pencil towards Midoriya, a smug smile finding its way to his face.

Midoriya shook his head frantically from side to side in denial, releasing short grunts of panic.

"Come on, I saw you both at the beach, of course, it was him." Rei insisted with a laugh.

Midoriya's face froze for a moment before it morphed into one of panic. "N-No that's- that's not what it was! That's not-!" He flapped his arms about frantically.

"Why's he helping you anyway?"

"Uh- Huh?"

"All Might, why is he helping you pump some iron, and build your frame? Isn't he busy?" Rei was actually genuinely curious about how All Might could train Midoriya and still have time for his day job.

"Um..." Midoriya looked to the side and scratched the back of his head, his face becoming all kinds of flustered,

"And your quirk," Rei pointed at Midoriya with a pencil in his right hand. "It seems a lot like his you know...?"

He yelped again. Omura was making a connection between him and All Might and he was approaching the truth more and more. In his distress, a third party thankfully joined before things got too worse for Midoriya.

"Is this seat taken?" The voice of Yaoyorozu came from the other end of the table.

"No, not really," Rei answered with a shrug and lowered his head onto his notebook again, seeming to have dropped the entire line of questioning, much to the relief of Midoriya.

"I hope you don't mind me sitting here." She said with a slightly nervous laugh.

"Actually... I was hoping I could talk with you." Omura said instead as he scooted over to the girl with his notebook in hand. Stopping just across her from the table, he turned the notebook to face her. "Can you tell me what it is?"

Momo looked up from her bowl of rice and turned her attention towards the book that Rei was holding out.

On it, there was a blueprint, or in this case, a white print of a device of some sort. It looked like a donu- correction, it was a Torus. A device in the shape of a Torus that had a grid-like pattern running all over it to extenuate its shapes.

Near the sketch, on the paper, was a series of equations that calculated the power output that she used to eventually deduce the nature of the machine.

"It's... a reactor. A reactor that generates power through Fusion reactions?" She asked as she looked up towards the Golden Boy.

"Correct." He said with a delighted nod.

"Is it your own design?"

"Mostly, the overall shape I borrowed from someone else." He said as he briefly scratched the top of his head.

"But... A Potential Energy Density of 3.52 Petajoules, that seems hardly feasible." She stated with a tinge of disbelief evident in her voice. "Most of the energy produced would still have to go back into breaking through the Coulomb Barrier, and what do you even do about the Alpha Particle decays?"

"Ah haha! You see, at first, I didn't believe it was possible either. But I found a way, I always do." He said cheerfully with an innocent yet ominous laugh. "The simple, one-word answer was; Iridium Tri-Indium. That's actually three words, but who cares anyway?"

"... Go on," Momo said after a bit of silence.

"It exists in a gaseous, almost Plasmic state around the edges of the Torus. It functions as a stabilizing agent for the Reactor, while also having the capability to absorb the Alpha and Beta Radiations and disperse it, without causing catastrophic containment failures."

He then deflated a bit from his state of delight when he remembered a roadblock, a slight inconvenience.

"But... there still something I'm stuck on." He said with a bit of annoyance to his voice.

"Which is?" Momo bent forward on the table, resting on her elbows as she looked at the design of the Reactor.

"I can't find a suitable enough Super-Conductor for the Electro-Magnets." He explained. "You know how hard it is to produce a strong enough magnetic field..."

"Hmm... perhaps I could help you a bit in that regard." She spoke up after a bit of silence with a delighted smile tugging on the edges of her lips. This caused Rei to turn towards her with a look of intrigue and slight disbelief.

"You could?" He asked with slight disbelief in his voice. He laughed, "But I've tried every combination and every element. There's no better option then-"

"What if you just made a new one?" She declared proudly, pointing a spoon towards Rei to stop him from rambling further.

"Uh... I don't- Right, Your quirk!" He said in realization with a smile tugging on his cheeks.

Momo laughed, "But I'm not entirely sure what I'm supposed to create,"

"That can be ignored for a later date. I'm just glad I could convince you to help me with this." He said with a sigh of relief.

Midoriya was in his seat by himself, watching the two of the smartest people in the class interact. And they did not disappoint, he had not the slightest clue about half of what they had said.

"By the way, I'm going to Minamoto this evening. You know, to give a lecture." Rei spoke up as he looked towards the girl again.

"Oh, I've heard. Are you asking me to come with you?"

"Sure, why not?" He said with a smile before looking out from the cafeteria window towards the slightly orange sky.

"Why not?"

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Surprise Chapter!

And a long one at that.

You've probably waited a long, long time. Although, I seem to have gotten the angels of this website to read my story as, even though I have almost 400 follows, there's barely any degrading reviews. So, that's nice.

But for real, I want to say sorry. I'm sorry for taking such a long break unannounced. Exams are coming up and I just couldn't find the time to write properly. I have to study so, the next chapter may be even more delayed that this.

I want to apologize in advance. And I hope you could understand.