"Nariko, I swear to God, if you do this fucking shit again, I'm going to do a Mónica and slam a shoe against your head," Shōta says as he stares at the completely fried bombs in front of him. Nariko gives him a glare before flipping him off.

"Next time, maybe don't fuckin' scare the shit outta me an' then I won't fry the bombs," Nariko states with a small look. They have a stare off before Nariko bursts out laughing.

"Sweet baby Jesus, I could have died!" Nariko exclaims incredulously in Spanish. She falls back and stares up at the cement ceiling.

"Oh, this day's been batshit!" Nariko adds in Italian. Shōta snorts before giving the teenager a dry look.

"You take after your father," The black haired man states softly in Russian. Nariko's smile falters slightly before her face flushes red and she ducks her head.

She stays silent for a long moment before sighing. "...Mamá told stories about you... and Hizashi-oji..."

"Ever since she told me about you, I always wished to meet you," Nariko adds in a softer tone, bringing her knees up to her chest and resting her head on top of them, "but Mamá said we couldn't. Not until you all finished what you started."

"...Nariko–"

"I need to get back to my class. I hafta root for them, ya know? Thank you for your help Aizawa-Sensei! The ones who were setting up the bombs are knocked out in five other closets," The yellow haired teenager interrupts her teacher as she stands up. She rushes out of the closet and heads back towards where her class sat.

"Stop it. Stop it! You can't Nariko..." Nariko sniffs loudly and furiously rubs at her eyes. She hugs herself and puts her head down. Why did it have to be him?


Nariko kicks open the door, causing Mina, Ochako, and Izuku to yelp in fear. "I'm back, bitches! What'd I miss?"

"Kaminari-kun, you were gone for almost half an hour! Are you alright?" Tenya asks almost immediately. Nariko blinks in surprise before forcing a bright smile on her face and starts walking back to her seat.

"'course! Just forgot I had to talk with Aizawa-Sensei 'bout something." Nariko plops down in front of the railing and hangs her arms over.

"Midoriya-kun won his fight and Todoroki-kun went completely apeshit on Jirō-kun in their fight," Mina summarizes, completely focused on the current fight between Momo and Katsuki. Nariko gasps loudly and sticks her head through the railing with her hands cupping around her mouth.

"GO YAOMOMO! BEAT THAT BITCH'S MOTHERFUCKIN' ASS!" She screams loudly, making a few of her classmates reel back.

Momo and Katsuki ignore it, Momo using a bo staff she created at some point to kick back the blonde. Katsuki grins menacingly and sends a large explosion her way.

"You can be really... loud, Kaminari-chan," Tōru comments after searching for the right words. Nariko turns her head, still watching the fight.

Momo blocks a quick succession of explosions with a shield. She races forward, low to the ground with a determined expression.

"That ain't even close to how loud I can be. Just wait for Han's fight." Nariko grins, giving Tōru a grin before completely focusing back onto the fight.

Katsuki bends backwards, dodging Momo's bo staff, and grabs her outstretched arm. Momo eyes widen in shock before Katsuki forces her closer.

"Good fight, Ponytail!" Katsuki's grin turns even more feral and he aims a harsh slam to the black haired teenager's stomach. Momo cries out in pain when Katsuki releases an explosion at that moment, forcing her to fly back. She quickly readjusts herself and lands harshly in a roll.

She landed out of bounds. "SO FUCKING AMAZING YAOMOMO! I'M SO PROUD!"

"Yaoyorozu Momo is out of bounds! Bakugō Katsuki wins!" Midnight declares with a snap of her whip.

"DUMBASS PIKACHU, THE NEXT TIME YOU SHOUT THAT LOUDLY, YOU'RE FUCKIN' DEAD!" Katsuki roars in anger. Nariko lifts herself up with the railing and flips off the blonde with her free hand.

"FUCK YOU! YOU'RE SCREAMIN' LOUDER THAN ME RIGHT NOW, BITCHY POMERANIAN!"

"YOU WANNA FUCKING GO, PUSSY?!"

"COME AT ME, CUNT!"

"I will immediately disqualify anyone who fights outside of the matches! Anyone," Midnight cuts the screaming match, giving the explosive blonde and the short girl heavy glares. "And this is a family-friendly competition! Stop your damn cussing!"

Both Katsuki and Nariko point at the superheroine. "You just fucking cussed!"

"Why you–"

"Will Shinsō Hitoshi and Kaminari Nariko head down to the arena!" Present Mic speaks loudly through the microphone, interrupting Midnight's shout. Nariko grins cheekily and grips the railing with both her hands.

"Riri don't you fucking dare!" Hanta rushes forward, hands outstretched. Nariko flips over the railing, giving her cousin the middle finger as she faces him.

"Nariko!" Hanta stops himself behind the railing and gives his cousin a withering glare as she falls. She lands in a graceful roll, easily standing up without pause.

"Kaminari-kun! You almost broke your neck earlier! If you keep doing these dangerous stunts, you might kill yourself!" Tenya shouts loudly with a scowl. Nariko just smiles and gives him a wave, walking backwards.

"'ll be fine!" She exclaims brightly before turning around. She skips to the arena with a bright smile.

"Hey, Midnight-Sensei! How's it going?" The yellow haired teenager asks cheerfully and waves at the irritated teacher.

"Fine, thank you," Midnight answers tightly, barely refraining from scowling. Nariko wilts at the irritated tone and averts her gaze.

"Th-that's good!" Nariko forces a smile on her face and perks up. Midnight scowls at the bright tone before turning around, ignoring the girl. Nariko flinches at the rude gesture and messes with her cardigan and worries her lip. Oh...

"M-maybe she's just having a bad–a bad day..." Nariko tries to keep herself cheerful. She has a fight to win! No distractions!

"That was a crazy stunt you pulled, yeah?" Hitoshi's voice breaks Nariko out of her thoughts. She smiles brightly and opens her mouth to answer. Alarm bells ring in the back of her mind and she shits her mouth with a click.

Hitoshi smirks in intrigue at Nariko's instinct, shoving his hands in his pockets. Nariko places a hand on her hip and raises an eyebrow.

"I didn't expect someone to figure it out so quickly. How'd you do it?" Hitoshi tries again, making Nariko give him an incredulous look. She flips him off with a cheerful smile.

Hitoshi chuckles and shakes his head in amusement. "Can't stop me from trying."

"If you don't play dirty, I'ma disown you," Nariko states in Spanish. Hitoshi snorts and gives the shorter teenager an incredulous look.

"Disown me? We aren't even family, or anything like that," Hitoshi retorts with a sudden harshness to his tone. Nariko blinks at the change of tone before frowning.

"We're friends, idiot. Watcha think I annoy you constantly for, Bonito?"

"Are the contestants ready?" Midnight interrupts the conversation with a deep scowl and a snap of her whip. Nariko grins brightly and gives a thumbs up while Hitoshi nods once.

"I don't have friends." Hitoshi scowls, making Nariko snort. She places a hand on her hip and gives the purple haired teenager a deadpan expression.

"On my signal!" Midnight raises her whip again.

"Well, know ya do, bitch."

"BEGIN!"


Hey! Hope you all like the new chapter! The fight's definitely gonna be next chapter.

Okay... so the truth is... I don't like Midnight. Never really did... I may be putting a bit of my bias in this fic... Sorry, not sorry.

I hope you all are enjoying the story so far! Bye.

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