A/N: Alright, time to see if/how Kai and Creati can make it past Eraserhead! ...That's it, I don't have anything else.

Phase 1: Chapter 21

Superabit

An alarm blared across the urban town setting that was the stage for Kurai and Yaoyorozu's final exam, followed by the announcement that the test was now set to begin. The two students now had thirty minutes to either capture or defeat their teacher.

"Of course he'd set us up in an urban area," Kurai complained as he looked around at the testing grounds. The two of them were on the western end of the arena, with the gate having been set up on the east side, and Aizawa somewhere in between them.

"Why does that bother you so much?" Yaoyorozu asked him as they began to jog toward the exit. While they did, she began generating small doll figures with her quirk- once they stopped popping out of her, they would know that Aizawa was near, and could take appropriate countermeasures that they had planned out beforehand.

"It's harder for me to use my powers precisely instead of just spamming monster blasts like I normally prefer in situations like this," he answered as he charged a Rasengan. "I doubt that I'd receive top marks if I fired a Kamehameha through the town just to clear a path to the exit, or to get him out of our way."

"That's true," his partner nodded as they jogged around a corner, her little dolls clattering on the pavement as she left them behind. "Hero agencies don't exactly like having to pay for damages done to civilian areas."

"I can't imagine that it does those citizens much good either," Kurai grinned back at her, to which she smiled back- at least, until she noticed the look of alarm on his face.

"What's wrong?" she asked him.

"You stopped making dolls," he told her, even as she looked down at his right hand, where something was clearly missing.

"And your technique is-"

Both students looked around themselves rapidly, trying to find their elusive opponent, but it was Kurai who found him first. "Up there!" he shouted as he tried to fire off a blast of energon out of pure reflex, but his powers failed under the piercing glare of Eraserhead. The black-garbed hero was coming down at them from having jumped off of a nearby powerline, his scarf in hand, primed to capture them.

"Get back!" Yaoyorozu shouted as she lunged forward, one of her ceramic dolls in hand. Kurai, knowing what was about to happen, leaped away and shut his eyes just in time for a blinding flash of light to burn past his eyelids and a clap of thunder assault his eardrums, disorienting him, even though he'd known what to expect.

"Jeez, was that military grade?!" Kurai asked loudly as he blinked a few times, trying to banish the effects of the flash-bang grenade from his head.

"Sorry, but I needed to be sure that it would work!" Yaoyorozu told him as she grabbed his hand and led him away from the blinded Eraserhead.

"Wait, why aren't we putting the cuffs on him?!" he asked as he followed her, a little unsteadily.

"I'm in better shape than you, but I still can't see very well," his partner answered. "We could just as easily end up getting captured as managing to put the cuffs on him."

"Guess we didn't account for a backfire, did we?" he said sheepishly as they turned a corner.

"The test has only begun," Momo replied as they stopped running, both of them blinking rapidly in an attempt to restore their vision. "We still have time to win this." They felt reasonably sure that they would not be pursued very far- after all, time was on Aizawa's side, and his fighting style lent itself to lying in wait to spring a trap, not engaging in a lengthy pursuit. Even so, they were careful to keep an eye out for the man.

"True, but he knows that we have flash-bangs now," Kurai muttered as she handed him a couple of them. "He won't fall for that again."

"But that's all he knows about my weapons for this encounter," Yaoyorozu said with a confident smile. "Like you said, my quirk is very versatile. I've got two different types of grenades in there."

Kurai looked down at the two devices that she'd handed him with apprehension before asking, "Is one of these a frag grenade?"

"No, of course not," she told him. "The girl dolls are flash-bangs, and the boys are loaded with tear gas."

"Oh, nice," he grinned as he put them in separate pockets. "What's plan B, then? One of us draws him out while the other one gasses him?"

"That runs the risk that one of us gets hit with the tear gas, and I don't see it being easy to get him in the cuffs that way," Yaoyorozu said with a negative shake of her head.

"Then…?" Kurai made a shrugging gesture while giving her a very perplexed look.

"The tear gas is also a blended with a combustible agent that burns out very quickly, unlike a Molotov cocktail," she elaborated. "If we toss one at him from a distance and have you ignite it, not only would we blind him, we could also incapacitate him with minimal fire damage to the surrounding area."

"That's still risky- what if there were people in these buildings?" Kurai said with a negative shake of his head. "We couldn't risk torching something even more flammable, and starting an urban jungle fire."

"You have another idea?" Momo asked him with a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah," Kurai nodded. "Can you make a regular smoke bomb?"

The girl nodded and held out another doll to him. "Done," she told him. "What now?"

Tapping the scouter resting over his eye, Kurai grinned and said, "I got a good look at him earlier with this, and it measured his biometrics. Thanks to that and the map data we got before we headed out here, I can tell exactly where he is right now." The device beeped lightly, and his smile widened as he added, "He's sitting three blocks away, right between us and the goal line."

"Why didn't you use that earlier?" Yaoyorozu asked him, a trifle impatiently.

"I'd never needed to use it on him before, so I didn't have his data plugged in," he shrugged a little helplessly. "Without a fresh scan, I had no way of tracking him. But now, I can see him even though we're blocks away, which means that if we chucked a smoke bomb at him…"

"He wouldn't be able to see you, but you can still find him," the girl nodded, her eyes brightening. "If that's the case, I suggest that we split up and try to hit him from opposite directions. Both of us can hit him with the grenades, but we have a better chance at taking him down if his attention is divided between two targets."

"Yeah, he'd have to pick one quirk to erase if he can only see one of us at a time," Kurai replied thoughtfully. "The real issue is, what do we do if one of us is caught by him? I've got the cuffs but I don't mind trading with you, if you like."

"We need to hit him with a grenade, regardless," Momo told him as she shook her head in the negative. "We've got harmless smoke ones, and the flash-bangs if necessary. Neither run a high risk of causing permanent harm, so if one of us is caught in the crossfire, it wouldn't be the worst thing to happen. Whatever follows, we can't both be caught, and let's face it, he would more than likely run us down before we made it to the gate, if we were on our own. Capturing him is our best option."

"A high risk?" he repeated, nervous about her comment concerning the grenades.

"It's Mister Aizawa," she replied bluntly. "We have to take some kind of risk if we're going to beat a pro like him."

Kurai hesitated, then nodded. "All right; my aim with Energon is pinpoint when I need it to be, so I don't think that I'd hit you if it came to that. And I can reinforce my body against whatever kind of impact you need to use against him, as long as I don't get stabbed."

"Shouldn't be a problem," she nodded, their plan settled. "Good luck to both of us, then."

"You take north, I got south?" he asked.

"That works for me," Momo replied. The side of her face glowed as a radio appeared over her left ear and she murmured, "I set it to radio frequency 'umbra'. Can you calibrate your com channel to match it?"

Kurai triggered the scan function, then nodded when he got an alert on the small screen. "Done," he told her. "Let's do this."

Two minutes later, he was a full block south of Aizawa's position, and the man still hadn't moved, which was a little concerning for Kurai, but he kept himself on high alert, regardless. It would never do to be lax around someone like Eraserhead in the first place, even on a good day. That in mind, he kept the smoke bomb ready in his left hand while a Rasengan charged in his right hand.

"If you're going to try a stealthy approach, I suggest avoiding making flashy attacks like that," Aizawa called as his gaze snapped over to glare at Kurai who felt his power being robbed as soon as his teacher had him in his sights.

Instead of panicking, though, the boy grinned up at his mentor and called back, "Who's hiding?!" Pulling out the pin on his smoke grenade, he shouted, "Yaoyorozu, now!"

"On it!" she called back, her voice carrying clearly through his scouter.

Their teacher, instead of being rattled, surprised both students by allowing both grenades to be thrown at him without resistance. Then he snatched them out of the air with his scarf and hurled them back at their owners without blinking. "Too straightforward," he told them as the bombs exploded in midair, obscuring their vision, much to their worry. "A pincer attack is one of the oldest tricks in the book. You need to be craftier than that if you want to beat me."

"Thing about those old tricks…" Kurai replied as he felt his power returning in spite of Eraserhead's lecture. He must have blinked. The boy immediately transformed his body while his scouter locked onto his teacher's location. "There's a reason that they're still around!" Thrusting his hands forward, they spat out an orange beam of energy aimed to strike the man dead-on.

He was rewarded with the sound of their teacher letting out a loud grunt of pain as he blasted down the street, out of the smoky haze that had resulted from the grenades. "Yaoyorozu, do you have a visual?" he asked as he leaped up above the mess in an attempt to see where the man had come out.

"I've done better than that," his teammate answered, sounding like she was smiling. "He's out cold, and I've got him restrained with tungsten bindings. Hurry up and get the capture cuffs on him so that we can pass!"

"Gladly," he grinned, descending back toward the ground, and landing with a grunt as he allowed his transformation to fade away. His head was throbbing painfully, but he considered it a small price to pay for capturing their teacher with relative speed.

He was reaching down to put the cuffs on the man's hands when Eraserhead's eyes flashed open, glowing red as he swung his legs up and around, kicking both students in the face and using the generated momentum to leap to his feet. Even with his arms restrained behind his back, he was a more-than-capable fighter. Looking at his recoiling students with something like disdain, he muttered, "I expected more resourcefulness from the two of you. If this is the best that you can do, you'll never make it in the big leagues." Grunting with pain, he broke his left thumb and slipped his hand out of the restraints that Yaoyorozu had made for him.

"Hey…" Kurai muttered as he rubbed his jaw while the man reset his thumb. "Our teacher taught us better than to lose this fast." Glaring at the other man as he took up a fighting stance, he reached for his belt and ignited his sword, glad that he'd remembered to charge the power cell beforehand. When Aizawa looked at him with a raised eyebrow, he added, "Don't worry, it's not gonna cut you in half- there's a low power mode that'll just give you a second degree burn."

"Oh, is that all?" the teacher asked before he tossed his scarf at Yaoyorozu without looking, binding her tightly and preventing her from getting any closer. She had been trying to get in a sneak attack with a simple club, but Aizawa was too finely attuned to his surroundings for that to work.

"Did you two know that madness is defined as repeating the same actions while expecting different results?" he said dryly. "You're losing points for this."

"You and the principal said this was a pass/fail," Kurai shot back as he shifted to a stance that would allow him to spring forward at high speed. "There's no point system." There's less than a meter between us- once my quirk comes back, I can clear that faster than he can blink.

Aizawa yanked on his scarf and moved so that Yaoyorozu was between the two of them before he said, "So you do pay attention in class. I always thought you were too busy planning your weekends with your girlfriend to take any real notice of the important things."

Kurai gritted his teeth, but he kept his composure. He's just trying to egg me on, he thought stubbornly. We may have a time limit, but in this case, time is not on his side. As soon as he blinks, we can both use our powers again, then he's toast.

"If you keep relying on your quirks alone to defeat me, you'll never get anywhere," Eraserhead said, almost as if he could hear what Kurai was thinking. "Quirks aren't everything in the hero world."

Kurai paused, then smiled. "You know what?" he replied as he searched his partner's eyes with a slight grin. "You're absolutely right."

Yaoyorozu moved quickly to stamp her heeled boot into Aizawa's foot, distracting him with pain and making him look down for just a second. Kurai stamped forward in that moment and stabbed at his teacher's shoulder, the smell of burnt flesh and polyester accompanying the sound of the blow solidly connecting. The girl, instead of trying to recoil from the yellow blade, lunged forward and landed on the pavement, scraping her face and stomach, but also jerking their teacher off balance and causing him stumble as he tried to deal with the agony in his shoulder and her displaced weight at the same time.

Kurai spun around and kicked his teacher behind the knee, further ruining his balance before he struck him in the back of the head with the hilt of his sword, stunning him for real this time. However, just to make sure, he smacked him on the back of the head a second time, a little harder than before.

"Okay, he's out," he said as he reached for the cuffs hanging off of his sash and slapping them on Aizawa's hands before they could be surprised again. As he moved to help his partner into a sitting position, he added, "But he's probably gonna find some way to make my life hell when he wakes up."

"This suuuucks!" Mina complained as she and Kurai walked away from U.A. with their hands intertwined. "You're gonna get to go on summer camp while I'm stuck at home with my stupid brothers, who're probably gonna say that I made you up until you get back!" She and Kaminari had failed their test against the principal in a fairly spectacular fashion, spending most of the thirty minutes running around in a panic as the buildings around them collapsed at the little animal's whim.

At least Midoriya figured out his quirk in case we have to go up against him in the future, Kurai thought. Out loud, he said, "It's not all bad- we're still going to I-island before the camp. Aren't you looking forward to that?"

"Are your parents coming?" she asked him.

"No, but Akarui is," he replied heavily. "Dad can't get out of work, and Mom said she's looking forward to having the house to herself for a few days without us kids around."

"Aw man, your kid brother is coming along?" she groaned. "I like him, but that's a total buzzkill."

"While our motivations might be a little different, I actually agree with you on that," he told her with a slight grin. "On another topic, I actually have a couple of extra tickets to the expo. I think I mentioned this before, but I was planning on inviting Uraraka and Midoriya to come with us, if that's okay with you?"

"Yeah, totally!" she grinned. "How'd you manage to suddenly get extra tickets?"

"Apparently I won them as an endorsement-type-deal for placing first in the Sport's Festival," he chuckled. "Mom just forgot to tell me until this morning."

"How does she forget something like that?!"

"She's a busy lady," he laughed. "She's got me and my brother to handle, plus helping my dad out however she can. Being a stay-home mom isn't an easy gig."

"True," Mina sighed. "I dunno if I'd be able to handle that kind of pressure, trying to raise a kid the right way, you know?"

"Pfft, don't sell yourself short," Kurai grinned. Without thinking, he added, "I think you'd be a pretty fun mom." He was surprised when he suddenly felt Mina stop, her hand falling away from his. Turning around to look at her with a puzzled expression, he asked her, "You okay?"

Her face was completely purple, and she was fidgeting in place as she stammered, "Y-You… I…" She lowered her eyes away from his as she barely managed to squeak out, "You think… I'd be a fun mom?"

Paling rapidly as he realized what he had just said, Kurai sputtered, "Ah, well, I, uh… You see… I meant, er… You and I, we… I'm… You…" Good gravy, man, say something! He shouted internally.

Before he could say anything, Mina let out a little laugh and said, "This is a first, I guess. I never thought I'd see the day where you totally threw me off, ya know? It's weird, right?"

"Y-Yeah…"

"Tell you what, dude," she laughed again. "You don't have to answer that right now. Even I'd be crazy to start talking about that kinda stuff already. Besides, it's not like we've known each other long enough to say for sure, right?"

"Uh…" he mumbled as he scratched at his neck while she moved stand beside him again with an embarrassed smile.

"Dude, it's cool," she assured him. "I shouldn't have made a big deal out of it. My bad." She grabbed his hand and started leading him toward the school exit again where they were supposed to meet up with Kirishima and some of the others.

"I do think so."

Kurai's voice stopped her in her tracks again, and she turned around to see that he was completely red, but just managing to hold her gaze. "What'd you say?" she asked him in a higher voice than she'd meant to.

"You'd be a fun mom," he said sheepishly with a shrug. "It's not like I thought about it before, but… Yeah, I think you'd be good at it."

Now it was Mina's turn to feel like her head was going to explode. Holy crap, he's serious! She thought with wide eyes. "Wha-? What would make you think th-that?" she squeaked out.

"Well…" he shrugged helplessly. "You've got a lot of energy, for one. I think you kinda need that to handle a kid. And you're probably one of the nicest, most understanding people that I know, so I guess that means you'd be patient enough for when things get crazy?" He shrugged again and said, "More than anything, I guess it's just a hunch."

"W-Well, how accurate are those?" she laughed.

"Pretty accurate, I'd say," he replied as he re-gripped her hand and led her away. "After all, my gut told me to date you, and I'd say my life has definitely improved because of that."

Mina giggled again as she was led along before saying, "You sure know how to make a girl blush, Kurai." Not to mention that you'd probably make a pretty cool dad. Hehe, imagine that- superhero dad by day and night.

"You already got tickets to go?" Kurai asked Midoriya and Uraraka, surprised. They were all hanging out at a local arcade, unwinding after the rigors of their final exam. Kirishima had even gotten a sour-faced Bakugo to come along, though Kurai thought that was probably because the explosive boy was too tired from his fight with All Might to argue with his friend. Kurai and Iida more or less avoided each other, even though the taller boy had offered a sincere enough apology to Mina for his harsh words earlier in the day.

"Yaomomo gave Jiro and me tickets to the pre-show, and she's paying for Hagakure and Su to fly out for the actual event," Uraraka explained with an excited smile. "We actually all played rock-paper-scissors for the pre-show tickets."

"Nice," Kurai nodded before turning to Midoriya. "How about you, man? How'd you get a ride to the pre-show?"

"Oh, uh, Gran Torino set me up!" the boy stammered. "He's been in the hero business for a while, so he was able to get me a ride in early! Yeah!"

"Dang, he sounds like a pretty nice guy," Kurai said, impressed.

"Uh, sure, let's go with that…" Midoriya mumbled with a nervous grin.

Kurai wondered at the utterance, but he let the matter go. "Well, there goes my idea to give my tickets to you guys," he laughed as he reached into his pocket, where he could feel the plane tickets and V.I.P. passes. "Any ideas on who I should give these to?"

"How about Kirishima?" Mina said, pointing at the red-haired boy from across the room. "He'd love to go, but his family can't afford the trip. It'd totally make his day if you did that." She and Kurai were still feeling a little awkward around each other after their conversation earlier, but they were still doing all right as a couple.

"Good idea," he nodded as he stood up from their table. "I'll be right back."

Moving quickly to weave around his classmates, giving Sero a high-five as he passed by him, he quickly found himself in front of a grinning Kirishima and a sulking Kaminari. "What's eating him?" he asked the redhead.

"Ah, he's just bummed about his final," Kirishima laughed as he gave his friend a hearty slap on the back. "I was tellin' him that he should cheer up cos he gets to go to the pre-show exhibit!"

"Yeah, as a part-time worker," the electric boy complained, his face muffled by the table. "Yay, me."

"Hey, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and you get to make money while you're doing it!" Kirishima told him. "Come on, man, you're gonna do great!"

When all Kaminari did was mutter something unintelligible into the table, Kurai and Kirishima shrugged in resignation. "Did'ja need something, dude?" the rocky hero-in-training asked his friend.

"I just wanted to give you something," Kurai said as he reached into his pocket and pulled out one of the ticket sets while he led Kirishima away from the others. Once they were at another table, he reached out and said, "Here you go."

"Wait, is this-?!"

"You've been a good friend to Mina, and me by extension," Kurai said as he put the papers in his friend's hand. "This is just a way of saying thanks."

"Dude, how much cash did you drop on this?!" Kirishima exclaimed.

"No, that's not it!" Kurai laughed. "I got them as a prize for winning the festival. Thing is, my family already got invited to the pre-show, so I don't need it. Matter of fact…" Pulling out the second set, he added it to the tickets in Kirishima's hand and said in a lower tone, "Give one of these to Bakugo."

"Bak- What?!" The other teen was even more confused now. "I thought you hated him!"

"Maybe a bit, maybe a lot, but I said some things that were kinda out of line when we fought," Kurai shrugged. "It's not like I want to be his friend or anything, but I also try to make amends for when I've made a mistake. Look, don't even tell him that I gave you the tickets- he'd probably just burn them up if he knew."

"He might burn it up, anyway," Kirishima chuckled.

Kurai shrugged nonchalantly at that. "If he does, it's his loss," he said. "I've done my part on the karmic scale, for lack of a better phrase."

"Heh, either way, you're a good guy in my book," the redhead told him. "Though I do gotta wonder…"

"About me and Iida?" Kurai guessed with a sigh.

"Yeah, man," the other boy said with a frown. "You two seemed tight at the start of the school year, but now you guys don't even talk to each other. I mean, I know that he messed up, but do you guys really have to-?"

"Look man," Kurai said to cut him off. "There's a lot of context as to why I'm still pretty mad at Iida, and to be honest, I don't really feel like starting off my summer on such a sour note. I promise I'll talk about it another time, just not today."

"Gotcha," Kirishima nodded. Extending a fist that Kurai quickly bumped, he added, "Thanks for the tickets, bro. I really needed this, especially after failing so hard at the exam. You're a manly dude."

The next Monday, the students that were going to head out to the I-island expo came into school to pick up their costumes, as they had received permission to wear them for the event. Unlike most places in the world, I-island had next to no restrictions on quirk use, so some of the students were looking forward to going for that reason alone.

There had been a bad scare with their class when they learned that Midoriya had a run-in with Tomura Shigaraki, the leader of the League of Villains, during the mall trip that they had taken in order to get ready for the summer camp. However, the villain had left without harming anyone and he hadn't seemed interested in fighting that day, according to Izuku's testimony. It didn't make the encounter any less worrying, but the faculty of U.A. and other pro heroes were already investigating the matter, so it wasn't as though the students could do anything about it.

Maybe getting out of the country for a few days will be good for us, and our shot nerves, Kurai thought wearily.

While he was checking through his equipment to make sure that everything was in order, he felt a shadow fall on him from behind, causing him to look over his shoulder. He froze in place when he realized that it was Mister Aizawa staring him down a grim look on his face. Not that the teacher didn't usually look grim, but somehow it was more unsettling today.

"Yes sir?" he asked nervously. The other day, when Aizawa had informed them that they would all be working to earn provisional licenses during the summer camp- even those that had failed the exam- he had seemed none the worse for his defeat at the hands of Kurai and Momo.

"Superabit," the teacher muttered before he walked past the boy, leaving him feeling very confused.

"Sorry, what was that, sir?" he asked.

"It's Latin," the man answered without turning around as if that explained everything. "And it's your next goal while you're in my class."

"O… Okay?" he said, still unsure of what the man was getting at.

As he left the room, Yaoyorozu walked over to him and asked, "Did he tell you, too?"

"He told me something, but I can't make heads or tails out of it," the boy answered as he shut his briefcase, satisfied with the state of its contents. "Something in Latin?"

"Superabit," Momo nodded. "It's Latin for 'surpass me'."

"Surpass him, huh?" Kurai muttered as he looked at the open door that their mentor had left behind. "He said that it was our next goal while we study under him…"

"A fairly lofty benchmark for us to reach," the girl said quietly. "Hero rank notwithstanding, he's a very capable hero. We'll have our work cut out for us."

"True, but he did tell us that this school wasn't gonna be a cakewalk from day one," her partner sighed as he picked up his briefcase. Raising his eyebrows, he said, "Plus Ultra?"

"Plus Ultra. See you at the expo."

Deku: I-island! It's so exciting that we all get to go!

Kai: I'm with you, but I get the feeling that trouble is headed our way.

Mataras: Since when is it not?

Kai: And whose fault is that?!

Mataras: Kohei Horikoshi's.

Kai: ...That's fair.

Deku: Well, if the original movie is anything to go by, I'm sure it'll be tough, but we'll all be okay, right? ...Right, Mataras?

Mataras: Hey, isn't it great that Kurai and Yaoyorozu made up?

Kai: What are you planning?!

Mataras: Would you believe me if I said 'nothing'?

Kai: No!

Mataras: Then why bother asking?

Deku: Wait, you can't seriously be gearing up to kill Kurai already, can you? This is only the first movie!

Mataras: Who says the story will stop when he dies?

Kai: Wait, what?

Mataras: What?

Deku: What?!

Mataras: Hey, look at the time! Let's wrap up the segment, shall we?

Kai: Every time!

Deku: Next time- Island of Dreams

Mataras: Get ready for the fight of your lives, boys. Go Beyond!

Kai: Plus Ultra!

Next time on Your Hero Academia...

Before anyone could reply, Bakugo noticed his classmates in the stands, particularly Midoriya and Hikari. Gritting his teeth angrily, he blasted his way up into the stands, gripping the handrails that separated the audience from the course, shouting, "Why the hell are you here, DEKU?!" Giving a blistering glare to Kurai, he added, "And why's Saiyaman here?!"

"I got passes for winning the Sport's Festival," Hikari answered calmly. "Midoriya got sponsored by the agency that did his internship."

"Bakugo, chill out!" Kirishima called up.

"This behavior is unbecoming of a U.A. student!" Iida added.

"Up yours, ya four-eyed loser!"

"Why is that boy so angry?" Melissa asked Uraraka.

"He and Deku are fated rivals," the heroine-in-training replied seriously.

"He's also kind of a jerk," Mina added.

"Say that again, Raccoon Eyes, I dare-!"

"Finish that sentence," Kurai cut him off as he put himself between the explosive boy and his girlfriend, a dangerous look in his eyes. "I dare you."

Bakugo sneered at the boy that had defeated him in the festival, leaping over the railing as he snarled, "Oh yeah? If you're good enough to take me on, let's see you beat my time on the course."

"Done," Kurai replied confidently. "And when I'm done, Midoriya can put you in third."

"Like hell he will!"

"Do I get a say in this?" Izuku said nervously as Kurai and Bakugo began to butt heads.

He was surprised when they both shouted, "No!"