I died again it seems. Last time I said I would update more but seems like I lied.

Sorry about that. :^)

Game2002: Forgot about the last name first name thing in this chapter as well so lucky I read your review again to remind me LMAO

D.N. Works: Indeed, as Kamijou doesn't really want to become a hero. He's just in the course for the added benefits of getting back home.

Illusion Breaker: Next chapter in a week! And yes, I'm planning to do some of those things with the characters concerning Touma as well. And Aleister is Aleister, so he'll think of a plan.

Lovecrazyhedgehog: More Toaru characters incoming!

TheKwertyOne: Don't think that's true, but this is a fanfic AU.

Jose19: Yeah, the power levels in this universe is a lot smaller than in the Toaruverse, which is why Touma is good for this. His imagine breaker is strong, but not overly strong.

So thanks for the reviews guys and hope you enjoy this chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own Toaru Majutsu no Index or Boku no Hero Academia.

Kamijou Touma had passed his recommendation exam, as was accepted into U.A. as a recommended student. In other news, Midoriya Izuku had also been accepted into U.A.'s hero course.

He did this the hard way, of course, and in the process, broke both his legs and his right arm.

But he got in. Probably.

He counted the number of points he had obtained in his mind multiple times, before reaching the conclusion that he had gotten precisely 43 points. He had no idea how he had remembered that, but he always had an exceptional memory.

That may or may not be enough, but based on results on previous years, that would earn him a spot in the course. But of course, being the worrywart that everyone knew he was, he kept telling himself that he failed.

Recounting his experience with the practical exam one more time to check if he had miscounted any points, he could remember himself moving faster, better, and sharper with his new technique, Full Cowl. It turned out to be enormously useful, as he would not have gotten a single point if it weren't for that.

A punch from his full cowl was only barely enough to destroy the robots, and if he did not even have full cowl, how in the world would he pass the practical?

And for that, he thanked Kamijou Touma once again in his mind, for saving him. For guiding him the way towards creating the technique of Full Cowl, and controlling it in such a short period of time.

Using the technique, he had moved at superhuman speeds, about 5% of how All Might usually moved, maybe more. But while that might seem like a small number, was still exceeding fast, compared to how a normal human moved.

With enhanced speed and strength, the robots were no match for him. The one and two pointers only took one or two 5% smashes, while the three pointers did take him more to fight. The robots were slow and clumsy, even by normal human standards. There was no way they would land a hit on Midoriya with Full Cowl.

That made them easy targets. The hardest factor in the whole exam was managing time. There was a limited amount of time, and they all had to defeat as many as they can in the shortest amount of time to be most efficient. Since this was a new technique, he wasn't as used to using it as much as some other people with their own quirk, giving him a new disadvantage.

But he smashed through all of them he could find, but still wasted some time on trying to control his power.

He wasn't really keeping track of all the points at the moment, but he could still remember himself desperate for more, as more points mean a higher chance, until the very end.

Ah, yes. The end.

That was the reason he was so injured. At the very end, the 0 pointer appeared. At first, Midoriya froze in fear and shock. He turned back to run.

But then, he spotted a girl, who was under a large piece of rubble, unable to move. Instinctively, Midoriya moved, and before he knew it, the robot was knocked back with the full power of One for All, causing it to fall over and become immobile.

Midoriya had used the full 100% of one for all, and put it in his legs to propel himself to the area in front of the face part of the 0 pointer.

That jump broke both his legs, leaving him immobile in the air.

That thought didn't stop him though, again channeling one for all in his right hand at again, 100 percent.

Then he threw his full powered punch, the 'Detroit Smash' as All Might called it. The punch had so much power packed in that it instantly blew back the 0 pointer's head, causing it to fall and break its own neck from the weight of the head.

The rest of the body of the 0 pointer fell, and with half of the body destroyed, the 0 pointer was out of commission.

But the thing is, he was still midair at about 100 meters, with no way to get down safely, since 3 of his limbs were broken. Panicking, he tried to use one for all in his remaining left arm to maybe punch the ground, softening his impact.

Turns out, he didn't need to do that. What goes around, comes around after all.

The girl saved him at the end, by using her anti-gravity quirk to break his fall. Eventually, they both got medical aid, and all was well. So overall, Midoriya was quite happy with his performance. Nobody except for himself was seriously hurt, and he got a decent amount of points.

Oh yeah, and Kamijou had gotten in as well. So if Midoriya succeeded, there was one more friend he looked forward to seeing at school. Without a doubt, Kacchan had also gotten in. Midoriya didn't doubt that for a second, but there was a chance they would be put in the same class.

And also that scary dark blue haired kid who scolded him twice already in the practical exam. He did not want to see him again in his class

But all these anxious thoughts had dissipated once he had gotten the letter of acceptance, and the explanation of the concept of hero points confirmed that the girl who he saved and who saved him also probably gotten in, due to saving Midoriya as well. Midoriya had also heard her saying she had something like 25 points, so add that to the rescue points, and she was pretty high scoring.

A warm happy feeling cancelled out the anxious scared part of him, and he went to the beach to meet up with All Might and Kamijou.

Kamijou Touma and Midoriya Izuku met at the beach at 8 pm, right after Midoriya got the letter of acceptance and got accepted into U.A.

They were here to meet up with All Might, on his request. Probably a congradulations or a briefing for U.A.

"Yo, Midoriya." Kamijou walked up to him, holding his hand out for a high five. "Congrats on passing. I knew you could do it." he said warmly.

Midoriya obliged happily, congratulating Kamijou as well. "And well done on being accepted as a recommendation student! That's an amazing achievement, based on the previous stats of previous years, all recommendation students who have graduated from UA has had at least one stint in the top 10 hero rankings…"

Midoriya continued like this for quite some time, listing every single pro hero who had went to U.A. as a recommended student and what they had accomplished. Kamijou listened keenly, there was a lot in this world that he didn't know, after all, and the lore and history was pretty interesting in his book, at least until All Might arrived, in his true form. Skinny and boney and wearing an oversized shirt he looked like a homeless man.

"Well done, you two, for passing." All Might said to the both of them. "Midoriya, you passed on your own strength, I wasn't a judge, in case you were worried about me showing you favoritism The way you used One for All was outstanding, you had better control than me at your age, and while that last bit with the 0 pointer, you showed me yet again why I have granted this power to you. You sacrificed your body to save a single girl, gaining you 60 rescue points. That makes you the highest scorer in the entire exam."

"TOP SCORER?" Both Midoriya and Kamijou exclaimed. Kamijou looked at Midoriya with excited eyes. "Congratulations, Midoriya. I knew you could do this!"

All Might then turned serious. "Remember guys, don't tell anyone about this, we're going to announce it a week before the sports festival to gain more hype!"

Midoriya was happy, and said thanks to Kamijou, but something told him that Kacchan would not be happy if he found out that Midoriya got a higher score than him.

But it was fine. He was not weak anymore, and he would not get bullied by him any more.

Tears of happiness welled up in Midoriya's eyes. Such high praise from his idol was something he cherished very much.

"And you, Kamijou. I saw your fight against Aizawa, and I'm impressed once again. I see you used your new technique as well, did it serve you well?" All Might complimented.

Kamijou scratched his head. "Well, it did the trick, but some of it leaked out. It caused Aizawa to freeze in shock, giving me enough time to land an attack. I didn't intend to do that, due to the possible consequences. I will make sure in the future that I will control it well."

"And be sure you must control it to the greatest extent." All Might said gravely. "That power, it is dangerous. Do not unleash it."

"You don't need to tell me that." Kamijou sighed. "That thing scares me more than anything."

Hmm. Who is this Aizawa? I'll ask Kamijou about his exam later, we can exchange stories.

"Hmm. Well, anyway, I'm sure you know by now that I'll be a teacher at U.A. We'll have to keep our relationship a secret from everyone else, as nobody knows about One for All, and I'm not supposed to have favourites. But as my successor, Midoriya, I will give you certan tips related to the nature and power of One for All." All Might said.

"Yes!" Midoriya said. "I'll do my best!"

"So, my first tip. Train your body, to the extent where you can handle more and more of the power. You can currently go up to 5%, but that's not enough to become a hero. Train every day, and soon, you can control it like this!" All Might exclaimed, turning into his muscle form to emphasise his point.

Suddenly, a voice coming from the pier could be heard. "Whoa! Is that All Might? Where did he come from!?"

"And that's our cue to leave! I'll see you at school, so until then, goodbye!" With that, All Might ran into the night, followed by Kamijou and Midoriya, who went back home shortly after that.

It was the first day at school.

Kamijou tried to be as early as possible, to make a good impression. As a result of his luck, he woke up at 6 to make sure he was on time.

Surprisingly, there wasn't as much misfortune that happened on his way to school as he expected there to be.

There were a few cases of his trademark misfortune, but it didn't really affect his time of arrival. As a result, he was one of the first to arrive at school, with only a couple people already in the classroom before him. It didn't take him long to find the classroom, as he was already moderately familiar with the layout from his previous visits to the school.

Speaking of the classroom, it was pretty amazing. It was like brand new, with such modern facilities and resources inside. It was only a surprise that they still used a blackboard. The door to the classroom was also pretty huge, and the seats were comfortable.

It was safe to say that this classroom was the best he had ever been to. Not like there was much competition for that category.

At such an early time, with such a complicated school layout, Kamijou didn't expect anyone to be there before him. As a result, he was surprised to see a tall boy in immaculate uniform with blue hair.

Not the Aogami Pierce kind of blau, mind you, but a darker blue hair. His hair was also neatly flattened, and on his face was a pair of glasses and a stern expression.

Kamijou had no time to think because as soon as he walked into the classroom, the boy walked up to him quickly and introduced himself to Kamijou. "Hello! My name is Tenya Iida, and I come from Soumei Private Academy! It is a pleasure to meet you, and I hope we get along in the future!" He said quickly and straightforwardly, in a serious tone.

Taken aback, but not very surprised by the behaviour exhibited by him, Kamijou introduced himself to Iida as well. "Erm, hi. My name is Kamijou Touma. Nice to meet you."

"Kamijou? Ah I see, you are the one who was involved with the situation with Endeavor and All Might! I have witnessed your heroic actions and am honoured to meet with such a figure!"

Kamijou sweatdropped at that. He wasn't expecting his name to be that well known. "Well, it was nothing, but more importantly, how do you recognise my name that quickly?"

Pushing up his glasses, Iida replied. "Well, you did play a significant part in the situation, and you did have previous news about you. I've also heard a rumour that you were going to U.A. this year, so I kept my eye out on the name."

Back home, Kamijou was pretty used to fame, even if he didn't like it. He was infamous in the magic side, and his actions back in Denmark were broadcasted to the whole world to see. If he could deal with it there, he could deal with it here.

"Well, it was nice to meet you. I'll go get a seat real quick first." Kamijou looked at the rows of desks. Back in his old high school, he sat in the backmost row, on the rightmost seat, looking out the window, so he got that exact seat in the seating plan in this classroom.

He put his bag down and sat down. There was still a lot of time until the start of class, and he didn't get that much sleep, so he laid his head on the desk and tried to sleep.

He almost drifted into unconsciousness, but then a loud noise rang out near the door of the classroom.

Kamijou blinked a couple of times and saw that most seats in the classroom had already been filled in the time he was sleeping. He recognised a couple of faces, including Todoroki's and Yaoyorozu's. He nodded to them in recognition. He would greet them formally later.

Some spiky blond-haired kid had violently opened the door with so much force that it smashed into the wall with a loud bang. Groaning, Kamijou opened focused his eyes on the scene.

He could see Iida trying to introduce himself, but then their conversation took a turn for the worse when the blond kid snapped at Iida, whose reaction was to scold him, wagging his finger at him,

The blond kid shrugged him off and sat on the seat below Kamijou's. Iida quickly came over and scolded him some more. "Don't put your feet on the desk! Such an action is an insult to those who came to U.A. before and the craftsmen who made it!"

"Like I care." He sneered. The kid took a closer look at Iida, and rudely asked him a question. "Oi, you extra, what middle school did you come from, eh?"

"I-I'm from Somei Academy, and my name is Tenya Iida. What is yours?"

The blond-haired kid stood up and leaned his face forward, and sneered at him. "Somei, huh? So you're a stuck-up elitist. It'll be fun showing you who's boss! I'll blow you to bits!"

"B-blow me to bits!? Such violent language, are you sure you wish to become a hero?" Iida said, shocked.

Sighing, Kamijou sat up straight and gave up on the notion to get some sleep, with all this noise around him. Such misfortune. He really didn't care about the conversation between these two people, but he made a mental note not to piss off the blond one. He didn't particularly want to get blown into bits.

Kamijou's eyes wandered and saw that in the doorway, there was a nervous-looking face poking out of it, looking straight at the exchange of the blond-haired one and the Iida. It was Midoriya.

Iida also noticed this and went over to introduce himself. Kamijou walked over to greet Midoriya.

"My name is Tenya Iida, and I am from Soumei." He introduced himself to Midoriya.

"H-Heh, nice to meet you, Iida, I'm Midoriya Izuku," He said awkwardly. He looked around and saw Kamijou walking towards him, and gratefully greeted him. "Kamijou, good morning!" he said, relieved to have seen a familiar face.

"Morning, Midoriya." Kamijou greeted him.

"Hmm, so you two know each other them?" Iida pondered.

"Yeah, I met Midoriya recently, and he's been a great friend," Kamijou said. "Do you know Midoriya, Iida?"

"Yes. I was in the same group as him in the entrance exam, and I have to apologise to you, Midoriya." Iida turned towards him, his face filled with regret. "You realised that there were more to the entrance exam than the surface, while I did not. I truly have misjudged you."

"U-Uh, I didn't really figure anything out, sorry," Midoriya replied, confused. But it seemed like he wasn't listening.

'Things went down in the entrance exam, huh. I'll have to ask him about a detailed version of what happened.' Kamijou thought to himself.

Suddenly, a bubbly voice rang out behind them. "Oh, you're that curly-haired one! You passed, just like Present Mic said!"

Touma could see Midoriya's mind working, as a blush formed on his cheeks. Kamijou looked closely, but couldn't figure out what their relationship was. Kamijou left Midoriya to his conversation and went back to his seat.

As he went back to his seat, he walked past the blonde boy, who was looking at the doorway intensely. As Kamijou observed him, he could see that the boy had red eyes.

Just like a Certain Strongest Esper.

As Kamijou sat down in his seat, a man appeared in the doorway, a yellow sleeping bag wrapped around him. He had long black hair and a dead looking face. Wait, he had seen that face before...

The bag dropped to the ground, and revealed a grubby man in full black, with a scarf around his neck. "I'm your homeroom teacher, Shota Aizawa. Nice to meet you." he said in a bored voice.

Everyone was surprised by this, who could have thought that this worn-out man was their teacher. Kamijou fell backwards, landing on the hard floor. "Ehh? Aizawa's our homeroom teacher?" He was afraid of this. It would be pretty awkward with him here, and now he just made it worse. He could feel the inquisiting stares of his new classmates in his back.

Aizawa gave him a tired look. "I'm your teacher, so call me sensei. And I'm not so familiar with you that you can blurt something out like that implies I know you well."

He then addressed the whole class. "I know this is on short notice, but please wear these-" he pulled out a set of gym uniform from his sleeping bag. "And go out on the field."

"Quirk apprehension test?"

A bunch of murmurs filled the sound space of the sports field.

Kamijou was kind of expecting this. U.A. was not a typical school; he learned that from the principal himself. Depending on the teacher, a day could take a turn that no one was expecting.

"But what about the entrance ceremony? And the orientation?" A voice that Kamijou vaguely recognised rang out. It was the girl that was speaking to Midoriya before.

"This is the hero course. We don't have time for such events." Aizawa said in a tired voice. "Us teachers have the power to run our classes the way we want them to. That's one of U.A's main selling points. Traditions don't mean anything in here." he said coldly.

"You've done these things before, but you weren't allowed to use your quirk. This time, you are allowed." Aizawa looked around and picked on Bakugou, the blond-haired rude kid. "What was your record for the softball throw, Bakugou?"

"67 meters," Bakugou said a voice scarily similar to Accelerator's. It was almost as if they had the same voice actor if this were an anime.

"Try doing it with your quirk. Here." Aizawa threw the ball to Bakugou, and stepped backwards, gesturing to the circle. "Do whatever you want, just don't go out of the circle."

Bakugou took the ball and practised pitching a couple of times. When he was finally ready, he threw the ball, but with a twist. An explosion emanated from the palms of Bakugou, propelling the ball upwards at such speed, that outsiders could consider it to look like a meteor. "DIE!" Bakugou yelled out.

Kamijou thought to himself. 'Well, he certainly is hot-headed.'

"First, know your maximums." he lifted up the screen of his device, which was connected to a tracker that was on the ball. "That is the most rational way of creating a foundation for becoming a hero." The screen read 705.2m.

Kamijou was pretty impressed, and it seemed like all of his new classmates thought the same way.

A bunch of students made comments about this, and Kamijou didn't get even one of them, but Aizawa seemed to focus on one of them. "It seems fun?"

"You think becoming a hero is all fun and games? Fine then, the last-placed person in these tests will be expelled. Will you still think this is fun after that?" Aizawa said sadistically.

"HUHH?!"

"As a teacher of U.A., I'm free to do what I want, and exercise my own judgement" Aizawa lifted his hair up so his eyes could be seen clearly. Instead of dead, they now looked alive. "Welcome to U.A.!"

"There will be eight physical tests, and your average score in each of them will be calculated by how you perform. Then you will be ranked in order of highest to lowest score, and of course, the person with the lowest score will be expelled." Aizawa continued. "Let's get started now. 50-meter dash."

The students would run in heats of threes, so there were seven heats. Kamijou was put in the very first, with two other students, one with lightning yellow hair, the other with blood-red hair. 'Man, these sure are a colourful bunch. Everyone has hair like Pierce's! It's like an anime dammit!'

Kamijou, of course, did not have any quirk. As a result, he would have no physical advantage over his peers. In fact, he had a disadvantage.

But a lot of his classmates it would seem that they did not have quirks that would help them run the 50 meters quicker, at least of a large scale.

The one with yellow hair beside him on the right did not activate his quirk, and Kamijou quickly outsped him.

The one with the red hair, however, activated his quirk, which from what Kamijou could see, made his body sharpen up weirdly. He ran barefoot and used the extra grip of his barefoot to propel himself faster than what was possible on normal feet.

The race ended with him in front, Kamijou in the middle, and the yellow-haired kid in last.

4.83 seconds, 5.02 seconds and 6.11 seconds, respectively. All three were excellent times for a highschool boy. The first time was almost world record-breaking in Kamijou's original world without quirks.

Both the red and yellow haired boys came towards Kamijou. First came the redhead. "Yo! My name is Kirishima Eijiro, nice to meet ya. I didn't see you use your quirk, so that time is extra-impressive! But did you actually use your quirk?"

"No, I didn't. And my name is Kamijou Touma, pleased to meet you, Kirishima." Kamijou politely greeted him back.

"Well, that just makes it extra impressive then!" The yellowed haired boy joined in on the conversation. "You ran like an Olympic sprinter!"

"Yes! You almost outran me without using your quirk! That is the epitome of manliness!" Kirishima passionately said.

"It really wasn't that impressive… you're faster, that's a fact. It's not like you'll not use your quirk while being a hero, so your time is more desirable." Kamijou said logically. This Kirishima guy reminded him of a certain gemstone level five. Now that he thought about it, there were a couple of very similar people that reminded him eerily of some of the people he knew. He quickly tried to change the subject, turning towards the yellowed haired one. "So I also didn't see you use your quirk,"

"Yeah, my quirk isn't suited for running or physical activity in general." he smirked confidently. "My name is Denki Kaminari by the way. And when you figure out what my quirk does, it'll give you quite a shock."

A tingle went up Kamiijou's back when he said that. Again, this reminded him of Misaka Mikoto, especially when she was chasing him. "Y-Yeah. I'm sure I will," he said nervously. Electric attacks were always dangerous.

The three of them moved back to the side to watch the rest of the people run their heats.

There was nothing noteworthy of the other races, as Kamijou didn't know these people by name. Shouto's race was a bit more interesting, he created an ice path and skated on it, to reach the time of 3.14 seconds.

But up now was Midoriya. And the noisy blond kid, Bakugou.

Up till now, Bakugou has shown a level of confidence, which would imply that he had overwhelming strength.

It would be interesting to see what he could do would live up to what his attitude implies he can.

Kamijou was sitting on the side where Midoriya was, with Bakugou in the middle next to him.

'Tch. Does this stupid Deku think he can fucking just get into this school like this with me? Is he trying to stand on the same stage as me? The thought of that just makes me want to puke. I'm gonna crush that quirkless piece of shit, and show him that he can't be a fucking hero without a fucking quirk, and a strong one at that' Bakugou thought sadistically, glaring at Midoriya. "Oi, Deku. You're the one who's gonna be expelled, and I'll teach you a lesson in why you need a fucking quirk to survive in here!" he said harshly.

To his surprise, Midoriya just smiled at Bakugou with determined eyes. "I won't lose, Kacchan. I'm a different person than the one you used to bully back in middle school."

Bakugou dismissed this, as quirkless people were worthless and wouldn't amount to anything.

The start time for the race was nearing, and Aizawa was counting down.

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Bakugou blasted off at full speed, palms facing backwards, with huge explosions coming off of them at a regular pace. He arrogantly looked behind him to see Deku's expression when he was eating his dust.

But that wasn't the case.

That face he knew oh so well, was not in front of him, but level with him. And that defeated expression he was expecting was replaced by a determined one.

Around his body, faint green lightning shrouded it.

Bakugou's mind went blank. How could Deku, as quirkless as he is, keep up with him? Stand in the same stage as him?

Bakugou thought no further, and followed his instincts. Which was to beat the shit out of Deku and assert his dominance, as well as question him about his "new" quirk.

"DEKUUUUUUUUUUUU" Bakugou screeched in mid-race, turning his palm slightly and propelling so he would collide with Midoriya.

He pulled his right arm back; palm opened, mini explosions already appearing by the dozen on his bare palm. "DIE YOU LITTLE SHIT!" he screamed at him.

Midoriya, froze in shock and fear, could only look at the incoming explosion that was going to burn him, but suddenly, a certain boy's back came into his sight.

Kamijou, watching the whole scene unfold right before his eyes, jumped into action. In an instant, he was at his feet, in front of Midoriya, right hand outstretched in an attempt to block the incoming explosion.

The explosion went off, and Kamijou stood protectively over Midoriya. The familiar sound of shattering glass went off, and the explosion came directly into contact with Imagine Breaker.

The force of the explosion was pretty big, and so was the spread, so Kamijou's right hand just diverted the blast to the sides, which did not hit Midoriya.

After the smoke cleared, Kamijou put down his hand, as there was no immediate danger. He was expecting Bakugou to attack again, and get closer to him, but now he could see why he didn't.

Aizawa's capturing scarf was wrapped all around Bakugou, and from the looks of it, it was damn tight.

One of the tips was wrapped around his mouth like a gag, so all of Bakugou's violent comments were muted, no matter how much he struggled.

Midoriya's voice rang out despite the shock of being attacked violently by Bakugou. "I knew it! Sensei is Eraserhead! I should have known from the scarf!"

The rest of the class were blank. "Eraserhead? Never heard of him."

"He's a hero who stays out of the public eye, and hates the media. He's one of the strongest heroes with his quirk, allowing him to stand on equal ground with most people in a one on one situation!" Midoriya said excitedly.

A voice piped up from the class. "So... what's his quirk?" That was the question which everyone in the class was thinking about.

"He can erase quirks." Kamijou spoke up. "When he activates his quirk while looking at you, you lose the ability to use it."

"Oh yeah, that's right, you fought him before, that's why you know!" Midoriya said without thinking.

After the shock, there was misbelief. Then there was chaos.

"WHAAAAAT? YOU FOUGHT OUR HOMEROOM TEACHER BEFORE?" That was the general message from the onslaught of words and reactions from the rest of the class.

Aizawa spoke up tiredly. "That's supposed to be confidential, so don't dig any deeper you brats."

But Midoriya was still not thinking correctly. "Wow, I didn't know you beat Eraserhead, that's even more amazing now that I'm thinking about-"

Kamijou frantically covered Midoriya's mouth. "Don't say any more, I beg you." Kamijou whispered quickly. "Either the class will kill me, or Aizawa will."

There was a bit of a shock, which delayed the reaction of the class.

"No way! Does that mean our teacher is weaker than you? How strong are you?" A pinked skinned girl asked over the voices.

Aizawa cut in angrily. "You don't need to know. Also, he didn't beat me. Now shut up everyone." He raised his voice.

Kamijou sighed; he was relieved that this didn't go any further. He could see Bakugou straining as hard as he can against the gag, but it wasn't biting. Interested in what he had to say for himself, he walked up to him and pressed his right hand on it.

The piece retracted, leaving his face untouched. Bakugou coughed a couple of times, and when he caught his breath, glared with immense hatred not towards Deku, but Kamijou. "That was NONE of your business! Keep out of it you extra!"

"Well, I don't know the history between you and Midoriya, and I'm sure you have a good reason for doing this, but now that I'm in your class, I don't want to see this kind of violence happen to anyone." Kamijou began.

"Also, you could have seriously hurt Midoriya, you know? That attack was pretty powerful, so if it had hit him, he would have been very injured! Is this really how someone of the hero course would act?" Kamijou reasoned.

Bakugou stayed silent but was still staring daggers at everyone who looked at him the wrong way.

"Ok, now that's out of the way, can we please stop fighting each other? You're in the hero course, so I bet you've got a good heart. Let's be friends mayb-" Touma hopefully said, but was cut off at the end.

"Don't fucking kid me. You're nothing to me, just a stepping stone for me to ascend to a higher level. I'll crush you; then I'll take my time crushing Deku! Just because he has a quirk now, doesn't mean he's as strong as me!" Bakugou growled,

Aizawa sighed. "Ok, that's enough, Kamijou. Disciplining is up to me. Get back to the races, everyone."

The little scuffle was over, but it did make quite a large impact.

Many people walked up to Kamijou and congratulated him on his quick actions and reflexes, as well as recognising him as the Illusion Killer from the news.

Kamijou didn't know it, but his status in the class was now one of the highest.

In all the other physical exams, nothing notable happened. Kamijou consistently got below average, sometimes going up to average, but he never strayed above the halfway mark. Bakugou came back to do the tests a few minutes after the incident, which cooled him down. Kamijou thought it was best to leave him be.

Midoriya did strongly in everything. One for All Full Cowl was really very useful in tests like these.

The other people Kamijou knew, Yaoyorozu Yaoyorozu and Shoto Todoroki were also doing very good.

Then came the last test. The softball throw, the one Bakugou had demonstrated before.

Kamijou, with no quirk, came in near last, with a result of 69 meters.

Midoriya, with a mere 5% of his power, still got about 175 meters.

Shouto used his ice to create a bridge towards the endpoint. He got around 130 meters.

And Yaoyorozu created a cannon and shot the ball out of it. 550 meters.

With all this chaos going around him, Kamijou was instead numb. Why? It was because he was pretty near last in the rankings right now.

There was a small chance of him getting last, but there were 6 people behind him, and anything could happen now.

It looked to Kamijou that their quirks did not increase physical capabilities, just like Kamijou, so they were at a disadvantage.

Kamijou felt terrible, of course, for the people who were going to fail, and ultimately get expelled. He initially thought to deliberately fail the tests, to get himself rather than anyone else expelled, since he didn't really belong in this world anyway, but something told him that Aizawa would expel him and the second last anyway if he did that. That was just the way that man worked.

The last person in the line threw the ball, and finally, the physical quirk apprehension tests were finished.

Aizawa walked up to them, who were gathered together in front of a whiteboard. He pressed a few buttons on his phone, and a display came up, ranking all 21 students of class 1-A.

Yaoyorozu came first, which wasn't a surprise. Her quirk was suited for these kinds of things, it was very versatile. Todoroki came after that, and then Bakugou after that.

The fifth place was a tie between Iida and Midoriya.

Casting his eyes to the bottom end of the table, where he was, he let out a sigh of relief when he saw his name not at the bottom, but number 15 on the list. The students named Mineta, Hagakure, Jiro, Kaminari, Sero, and Aoyama were below him. Kamijou was surprised on how well he did, with no quirk advantage.

Cheers went up for the 20 surviving students, except for one boy, who burst into tears. He was probably the last-placed Minoru Mineta.

Kamijou, after seeing this, again felt really bad, thinking now that he really should have deliberately failed to save this poor boy. He was just about to go speak out about this and confront Aizawa about his decision to expel whoever gotten last, but Aizawa let out a bombshell.

"Oh by the way, nobody's getting expelled. It was a rational deception in order to make you do better." Aizawa casually said.

After he said that, the whole class went into an uproar, and chaos ensued.

There was a man, in a tube, wearing a green surgical gown, floating upside down.

Wait, was "he" really a man?

He was the General Superintendent of Academy City.

He was Aleister Crowley, the greatest magician ever to have lived. Beast666. The Silver Star

A golden retriever trotted up to the tube, and from his back, a mechanical arm took out a cigar and lit it. "So Aleister. Why have you called me here?" Kihara Noukan asked.

Aleister's tube liquid was somewhat flammable, but he didn't mind. The glass was impenetrable, and there was no way it would be set on fire. "You are my most trusted adviser in this city, so I entrust this task to you. I have a way to retrieve the Imagine Breaker from the world that World Rejector sent him, but I need you to verify it."

The golden retriever bowed his head and continued sucking on his cigarette. "I'll listen. Go on."

And so Aleister Crowley told him his plan, the plan which would create a way back to the other world.

The golden retriever listened carefully and pondered it for a while. "It is a plausible plan, but it includes the occult. I do not know of that, but the scientific parts are all valid."

Aleister smiled. "Very well. I'll need some 'ingredients' for this machine. I trust that you can bring them here?"

"Yes. The number 2, 3, and 7, right? All of them have ties to Kamijou Touma, so convincing them will not be a problem." Kihara Noukan replied.

Aleister didn't say anything, but Noukan knew he had his approval.

Thinking back at the plan, Noukan pondered the roles of the level 5s needed for this operation. Since Rensa was destroyed, they had to rely on the real deal.

The number 2, needed for his dark matter, which follows rules that do not exist. World Rejector shouldn't have sent Kamijou to another earth, so his dark matter was needed to create new laws for World Rejector to follow. A machine which altered the rules of the World Rejector, allowing Aleister to access another world other than the ones with the magic gods in them.

The number 3, needed for her extreme power generation ability, to supply the energy to sustain the machine created by Dark Matter.

And the number 7, who's punch created phenomenons unable to replicate or scientifically prove — turning the impossible into possible.

One could easily deduct how exactly Aleister planned to retrieve Imagine Breaker just from those pieces of information.

After the chaos known as the quirk apprehension test, the rest of the day at U.A. went by pretty smoothly.

Walking home by himself, he soon found himself then walking with Denki Kaminari and Minoru Mineta, who Kamijou soon found out were both perverts.

'Is this fate? Why am I with another Delta Force in this new world?' Kamijou asked himself, before snapping back at Kaminari, who said that lolis were the best. "You've got some shit taste. Onee-Sama types are much better than those underdeveloped lolis you keep going on about!"

Kaminari, shocked, argued back at Kamijou. "I will admit that onee-sama types are pretty good, especially when they do the 'ara ara' thing, but nothing will beat lolis. Flat is justice!"

Mineta, acting smug, joined in on the conversation. "Now, now boys, calm down. You both have pretty good taste, lolis and onee-samas are pretty good, but you see, I am the fetish master. I don't discriminate against girls; all females are within my area of acceptance. I don't mean to flex on you guys, but I have the supreme taste."

Since this was Kaminari's first time hearing this, he looked up in awe to Mineta, who was now the "fetish king" of the hero course. "Someday, I want to be like him." he dreamily said to Kamijou.

But Kamijou wasn't impressed. He had heard that same line many many times in his own world, coming out from the mouth of the biggest pervert of Academy City, Aogami Pierce. "Not bad, but you've gotta do better to impress me."

Mineta proudly proclaimed that he was the "biggest degenerate" that Kamijou would ever see in this world, and Kamijou would have to agree. Aogami wasn't in this world after all.

So after the first day of school meeting 20 new people, the three perverts thought it wasa a perfect time to rank them all in order of hotness.

"We've got a good bunch of girls," Mineta said, "who do you two have your eye on?"

Denki thought for a bit, before answering, "Jiro."

"She's cute." Mineta said. "But flat, but considering your tastes, that's to be expected." Mineta had made a point to know every female's name in the class already. "How about you, Kamijou?"

Kamijou sighed. He would like to have kept it to himself but figured it would do no harm. "Yaoyorozu ."

Mineta nodded in approval. "You, my friend, have great taste. She's my number one hottest in the class. Her tits, her ass, her face, they're all top-notch.

Kamijou was now a bit uncomfortable speaking about people that they know, with two guys that he just met, and was anxious to get away. Fortunately, Kamijou had arrived at his home. "So that's my place guys, see you tomorrow," he said, pointing his thumb at his dorm.

HIs two new 'friends' waved him goodbye, and Kamijou sighed, relieved to be alone. 'Of course, the first friends I make are the two most perverted ones… I'm sure they're good people, but this is giving me flashbacks of the delta force. Who knows what they would drag this poor Kamijou into.'

Kamijou was happy to be friends with them, and he didn't mind talking about girls, as all teenage boys did that, but then Mineta was one of the biggest pervert's he'd met. Kaminari was OK, though. He wouldn't judge the two just on those impressions though. That wouldn't have been right.

The next day was just like a typical day at any school.

They sat through morning classes, in which Kamijou struggled in, as he knew next to nothing when it came to English.

When they were finally dismissed to lunch, Kamijou was hungry from learning all that. Without the distractions of world-threatening events and the delta force distracting him from class, he gained more knowledge than ever before in his highschool life. And what's more is that the teachers were really good at explaining stuff.

Kamijou went to the counter to get lunch from a pro hero who was also the chef of U.A's cafeteria, Lunch Rush.

There were a lot of options since now he had a bit of spending money, so he spent it on some udon, which was sitting comfortably in his budget. He felt uneasy spending a large amount of money, so he just bought what he would normally have if he had a bit more money.

In a moment of misfortune, he tripped on a table leg and dropped his bowl onto the ground, shattering the bowl and spilling soup and noodles everywhere, leading to his lunch being lost. Kamijou was super apologetic about it, and offered to pay for the bowl and clean up, but the cafeteria lady just sent him to the line for another lunch. As expected of a high class academy, small costs like those didn't really matter to the school.

Kamijou was lost in despair, and with not much remaining budget for that day, he had to settle to eating plain white rice.

The poor meal, he called it. He would have bet nobody in this rich school had ever just ordered a single bowl of white rice, so he was the first. The first, and so he got to name it.

Trying to find a place to sit, his new friend Kaminari waved him over to a table filled with students from the same class.

Kamijou sat down next to Midoriya, who was also in the table, setting his tray down, he sighed. "Such misfortune."

Yaoyorozu looked over at him, "Is that enough for you, Kamijou?"

"No, but it will have to do." Kamijou sighed once more. "This isn't the first time I've eaten the poor meal."

"Ah, do you have a... unstable financial situation?" Yaoyorozu asked, concerned, leaning up to him.

"No, no, its nothing like that." Kamijou waved his hands in front of him. "I dropped my first meal out of misfortune. Stuff like this always happens all the time. My luck is the worst." he sighed.

Suddenly, Mineta stood up abruptly. "Misfortune? Are you serious Kamijou?" he asked, with a dark look on his eyes. "Y-you're interacting ...WITH A FEMALE?" he asked rhetorically.

"Yes, that's normal." Kamijou calmly ate his rice.

"No, you're flirting. Noone ever flirted with me before, Kamijou you lucky baaaaaaastaaaaard!" Mineta's mood changed from hostile to sad, sobbing in front of everyone.

Kamijou was confused, as was Yaoyorozu , but everyone else, especially the less dense people were weirded out and felt oddly sorry for the boy.

Kaminari waved it off. "Ah, leave him alone. He's just overreacting." And so everyone got back to their food trying to forget the incident that just happened

"Well anyway, Kamijou." A frog-like girl's voice said. "We saw your actions yesterday and thought it was imposing, so I would like to know what your quirk is." the other girls nodded as well, showing their eagerness to learn more about Kamijou.

Mineta cried in jealousy some more.

"Well, my quirk is officially called "negation", and it can cancel out any quirk and the effects of it." Kamijou said. No reason to hide it. "Also, by the way, what is your name? I still don't know it."

"It's Asui Tsuyu, and thanks for answering my question." she ribbited

"Hmm. That's a simple, and powerful quirk. How many points did you get on the entrance exam?" Another asked. This one was the girl that was talking to Midoriya yesterday. "My name is Uraraka Ochako by the way."

"Nice to meet you, Uraraka. My name is Kamijou Touma, and to answer your question, I didn't do the entrance exam."

Confused, she asked again. "Huh? What do you mean?" then it dawned on her. "Oh, so-"

'Kamijou-san entered U.A. through recommendations." Yaoyorozu said for Kamijou.

Female mutters throughout the table gave Mineta more depression. "Wow, as expected of Kamijou." "He's so cool," "No wonder he's so strong!"

Kamijou, of course, didn't notice these, and instead, continued eating his poor meal.

A pink-skinned girl spoke up. "Speaking of that, who else in our class got through by recommendations?"

Kamijou spoke up. "Todoroki and Yaoyorozu."

"Yeah, that's to be expected. The top two scorers in the quirk apprehension test after all." she mused. "But where were you in the rankings, Kamijou?"

"Near the bottom. 15th." Kamijou sighed. "I really am not living up to the title of "recommended student, aren't I?"

"Well, your quirk isn't suited for those kinds of things, as they do not augment your physical capabilities whatsoever, your quirk is good for fighting one on one and defending against attacks, making you more of a support role than a front line fighter…" Midoriya said, his volume getting lower and lower as each word was spoken, eventually becoming a mutter. The topic right now was on Quirks, and that was the one thing Midoriya was very interested in.

Yaoyorozu assessed Midoriya's analysis. "It's a good analysis. I would have said the same thing." she complimented him.

Midoriya, blushing because was embarrassed, managed a quirk 'thanks' before fading out of the conversation.

But before he could truly fade out, Kamijou asked Midoriya a question that had been on his mind for a good bit. "Oh yeah, Midoriya, I was gonna ask this, but I didn't have the time. What's with you and Bakugou, I figured you had some history together."

Midoriya fidgeted with his hands nervously. "Nothing really. We were childhood friends, but then we grew apart, and he now acts as a bit of a jerk."

'Oh, they're childhood friends. Explains why Bakugou was angry when seeing one for all, he knew that Midoriya did not have a quirk, and suddenly seeing him with one would confuse and angry anyone.' Kamijou thought.

Deep in thought, Kamijou was startled when a concerning question came in.

"Oh yeah Kamijou, you fought Aizawa-sensei, right? I want to hear all about the details about it!" Mina demanded.

Sighing, Kamijou reluctantly avoided the answer, instead using his prepared response to the question. "I'm pretty sure that the contents of the recommendation exam are confidential so I can't really tell you-"

"Aha, so you admitted that fighting Aizawa was part of the recommendation exam, huh?" Mina said smugly.

Mouth open, Kamijou stared at her dumbfounded. He closed his mouth after a good few seconds of it being open. "You got me. Yeah, fighting sensei was part of the exam, and let's just say that I didn't win."

"So he won?" she pressed on.

"It-it's more complicated than that, hehe." Kamijou responded.

Yaoyorozu came to his rescue. "I don't think the result and what happened in the fight is something appropriate to discuss out in public without both sides consent, Mina."

"Oh, alright then." Mina sat down disappointed. "But I will find out in the future!"

Just then, the lunch bell rang, and Midoriya sprang excitedly to his feet, disposing of his tray and running back to class. "Hurry up, guys, we'll be late!"

"Why is he so eager?" Kamijou wondered.

Iida replied to him. "It's a lesson taught by All Might next."

That explained everything. The second day's main event was going to start.

Class started, and All Might came through the door "like a normal person."

In this world, All Might was the pinnacle of all heroes, and all of the aspiring heroes looked up to him, so even Bakugou was surprisingly obedient.

All Might announced that they were going to do battle training, in which they would be split into teams of two, and those pairs were to face off with another pair in an indoor environment.

One of the pairs would be the "villains", and they would guard the "nuclear bomb" in the room from the "heroes", whose objective was to capture the villains and the nuclear weapon.

But first, they had to change into their hero costumes.

As Kamijou was changing into his "costume", he could also see the flashy stuff that the other boys were wearing and questioned if his costume was too plain.

It was a hoodie, virtually the same as the one he had been wearing for the past month or so.

It was destroyed when he got to this world, but he didn't get rid of it. He was actually kind of attached to it, as he was wearing it for so, so long in Othinus's world.

Instead, he kept it in his closet and waited for the chance to fix it. When the letter arrived to remind Kamijou to submit his costume design, he sent the hoodie instead and told the company to mend it, as well as adding some reinforcement and armour to the hoodie.

The main part was black, and it was held together with the button at the top. The inside of the hood was purple.

But this was no regular hoodie. It was reinforced with a lot of body armour, which could negate even a couple bullet shots, leaving Kamijou with only internal bleeding and bruising. The actual cloth wasn't normal, as well. It was a high-grade carbon fibre, which made it impossible to penetrate, useful for defending against blades.

There was extra padding on the arms and legs, but no offensive additions were increasing Kamijou's offensive capability.

This was because Kamijou remembered Othinus's words.

"Give up on that idea. Would you be able to save more people if you trained in martial arts? Would you be able to resolve things more smartly if you had a gun or a knife? That would have the exact opposite effect. The more means of killing you have and the farther you move from the path that saves your opponent using their own power, the weaker you will become. That alone is certain. You might not like having someone else act like they understand you, but as someone who was saved by you, I do understand."

Kamijou put on his outfit with identical looks to his previous one in his own world.

Nothing flashy, nothing noticeable. It was an outfit fit for a normal high school boy that you could find anywhere else in the world. Kamijou wanted nothing more but to live a normal life, so his costume reflected that.

As he walked out onto the briefing area, he looked at the other people's costumes. The sun was sky blue, and the sun, lemon yellow. A perfect day.

But that was overshadowed by the costumes.

With colorful designs and features, he couldn't help but think his as a bit plain.

But that was fine. That was Kamijou's style after all.

He walked up to Midoriya, whose costume was a green jumpsuit with some markings on it, with a belt. He had a hood on the back but wasn't wearing it. It had two ears or something sticking out of it. Knowing Midoriya, it probably was trying to copy All Might's hair.

'Heh, it's just Midoriya being Midoriya.'

He overheard Mineta saying, "The hero course is the best!" and wondered what he was talking about. His eyes wandered to Yaoyorozu 's costume and learnt instantly what he meant. And Kamijou would have to agree with him.

Her costume was revealing. Very revealing.

Her costume was made of a sleeveless red leotard with silver lines at her waste and around her arms, but that was not the important bit.

The important part was that the costume was open, exposing her skin from the neck to below her belly button. That allowed major cleavage to leak out.

Her long legs were exposed, and she was wearing crimson boots which was about as long as her calf.

Blushing, Kamijou looked away and focused on All Might, who was getting ready to talk.

"Now, since there are 21 of you in this class, there will be a special case made for the person who is in a group all on his own." All Might said.

"How are we going to decide on groups?" Someone asked.

All Might took out a box out of nowhere. "We're going to draw lots to decide your teams and who you are facing!"

Midoriya muttered. "Makes sense. In real hero situations, they might have to work with people they aren't used to."

And so All Might drew the lots. He stuck his hand into the box and starting drawing out pieces of paper with names on them.

Kamijou watched as everyone else around him got into pairs. Before even finishing drawing, Kamijou knew that he was going to be the one who was alone. "Such misfortune. Someone big is going to happen to me today, right?"

Teams were drawn, and people were together. One noticeable draw was the fact that Midoriya had to face Bakugou, in which in reaction, Bakugou shot Midoriya a sinister grin.

And sure enough, Kamijou was on his own. He had a bad feeling about what was going to happen in this upcoming training exercise.

"Excellent!" All Might said as he drew out the last lot from the box. "Ah, Young Kamijou will be the one-man team!"

Kamijou raised his hand. "What exactly will I have to endure as the one-man team?" he asked nervously.

"Well, you'll be acting as the "boss" villain, and you'll have to fight off a pair of heroes, one on two!" All Might said. "Given your strength, I'm sure you could handle this on your own!"

A cold sweat came over Kamijou. He had to fight one on two? He could handle one on one, but one on two was a different story.

"Of course, there will be handicaps in place for the hero team. For example, there will be no easy win for them, as they will have to capture the villain before capturing the weapon, so an easy win by touching the weapon won't be possible." All Might first said.

'Wait, doesn't that just make me more of a target' Kamijou screamed internally. 'Either way, I'll sustain injuries that hurt dammit!' He kept quiet externally, though. No need to make a scene to people he just met.

"And that's about it for your situation, Young Kamijou." All Might finished. "Oh yeah, any team want to volunteer for the fight against Kamijou?"

'NOOOOOOOOOooOooo,' Kamijou's heart gave one last jerk. 'Don't give them the ability to choose, dammit All Might. That person will be sure to volunteer, and that increases my risk of bodily harm!'

And sure enough, the first person to raise their hands was Bakugo's team, more specifically, Bakugo himself, wearing a sadistic expression, mini explosions already in his palm.

Kamijou wasn't sure if he could handle Bakugou alone, and adding Iida to the fray just made him less confident.

All Might beamed, clueless of the situation he just put Kamijou in. "Alright, we've decided. You guys should go first, don't you think? Bakugou and Iida will have to fight again soon, so doing this now will let them have enough time to recover!"

"...Such misfortune." Kamijou didn't even have time to prepare himself! Just like that, he was thrown into the fray.

Kamijou was in a large indoor area, with a bomb like structure behind him. It seemed like this was the weapon he was supposed to protect.

The heroes would have to capture this weapon from him, but before that, they would have to capture him first.

Resigning that he had to feel lots of pain that day, Kamijou sighed and waited for the signal to start the exercise.

"All right boys." All Might said through a radio in the participant's ears. "You know the rules, don't take it too seriously, no killing and extreme bodily harm. We'll start in 10 seconds when you give me the ready."

"Ready," Kamijou said.

He waited another 7 seconds, before All Might's voice again flooded through his ear. "3, 2, 1, go!"

And that was that.

Kamijou planned to run out of the room, and hide somewhere. The heroes needed to capture him before getting the weapon, and since Kamijou thought he didn't stand a chance against two of them, he thought hiding would be the best option and winning by running out of time.

It was a good plan, Kamijou thought, if though a little boring. He said a little sorry to the spectators for boring them.

When Kamijou heard the go signal, he tried to run out the door to try to hide in the building.

Unfortunately, he didn't get the chance to even get out of the door.

Explosive noise rang out, getting closer and closer to him. Eventually, the source of the explosions reached Kamijou's vertical level, and Bakugou screamed his war cry.

"DIEEEEEEEEEE!"

Bakugo came barrelling out of the sky at full speed towards Kamijou, smashing the windows without hesitation, hands blazing.

"Such misfortune."

Not much action this chapter, but the next chapter will be full of it so stay tuned. Please read and review, and drop a follow if you want. I have no beta as well, so all grammar mistakes were not my fault, instead being everyone who I've asked and declined to be my beta. No, I'm not salty. And yes, thanks for reading. Next chapter will be pretty fast, about a week or so. I've already written 6k words for it and all of it is the fight with Bakugou.