Oh man did you guys see the recent Popularity polls? Not only did they insainly jump in numbers but Shinso got on there on number 10! I guess that's what a good anime will do for manga pulls.
Anyway, this chapter will kick off what I'm calling the Shinso in Print arc which probably wont go on for to long considering the way I planed this arc but its also the first personal arc that will primarily focus on one character similar while also following how BHNA pattern to their arcs. If you don't know the pattern its basically: Villain arc (Sludge guy), Class arc(Into to UA), Villain arc(UJS), Class arc(Sports Festival), rinse and repeat. (With some exceptions)
This will be the first villain arc and I'm a bit ashamed to say is a bit short because I had some big projects to get done, but I'm very happy with how it turned out and I hope all of you like it as well. To all that read this near a holiday have a happy holiday! and if you read this near your birthday have an alright Birthday, sorry if it was on or near a holiday. I know that can kind of awkward for planning.
If Shinso had to pick a word to sum up his first week in U.A.'s hero course he would pick, cathartic. This was thanks to other students in Class 1-B's assassination attempts. It reminded Shinso that even if he failed twice to kill his teacher everyone else could still fail as well.
Since Monday there was 2 assassination attempts made on Koro-Sensei's life. One from the ghost girl Yanagi and one from the chatty girl Tokage.
Tokage asked Koro-sensei to help her with her regenerating quirk after school with the idea that he'd lower his guard and then she'd attack him with all her torn off limbs. However, it turned out that even after she jumped him their monster teacher just moved so fast that her limbs couldn't stay connected.
But before class started Koro-Sensei did tell Tokage in his warm tone, "Imagine the parts of your body as an old friend that have come back to give you a hand, literally." The girl just groaned a bit in response.
Yanagi's was at least more assassin-like in her attempt. Yesterday morning on Koro-Sensei's chalk board was a seemingly misplaced Anti-sensei knife. When Koro-Sensei turned to ask the class who's it was the poltergeisted knife tried to slowly stab the teacher in the back.
But of course, it he just dodged the attack and commented, "While I have seen that trick before that is an excellent twist that only you could pull off Ms. Yanagi." From there the class went on as normal as Shinso would think the hero course class should go.
"Doesn't matter how good someone's quick is," Shinso muttered to himself as he read over his U.A. Hero course handbook. "Or how smart they are," As he read he took a bite out of his sandwich. "It's going to take a ridiculous level of planning and probably some luck to even have a chance."
However, if Shinso had to pick a second word to define his week it would have to be exhausting.
Currently the purple haired teen was sitting in the bustling U.A. cafeteria taking time to not only enjoy his Lunch Rush meal but also catch up on some hero course materials. Given that he was technically a semester behind the rest of his class Shinso had been hitting the books every night a lot longer then he really should be.
This resulted in him not just having very deep circles under his eyes, but also an incredibly disheveled appearance. But he wouldn't wish it any other way.
"I wanted to be a hero, so I've got to own up to the work-"
"Hey Shinso!" The familiar voice of Togaru Kamakiri called from across the emptying lunch room cutting off Shinso's train of thought. "Its almost time to go back to class!" To lessen the loud message the bell range signaling exactly what was just yelled out.
In response to this Shinso slowly gave a thumps up in Togaru's direction and started to gather his things into his bag. "At least he means well-"
"Ok! Just wanted to make sure you know!" His mohawk classmate yelled again and started to make his way towards the exit with most of student body.
"I don't look that untouched with my surroundings, do I?" Shinso ran a finger under his eye as if that would help. "Well at least there's only 2 more hours of history then the weekend." The teen sighed as he slung his book bag over his shoulder and eat the last bit of his lunch.
As the messy haired teen started to make his way towards the exit he felt like something was off. It wasn't like the feeling you get when you know you left something behind. But the kind of wariness you get when you're about to go fight an unknown enemy.
Shinso stopped and looked around.
Aside from Monoma 'talking' to some student that had way too many sparkles around him and Kendo leering behind him nothing looked out of the ordinary. Some slower walking students were leaving the cafeteria, one or two messes from lunches that Lunch Rush was quickly cleaning littered the tables and a few wrappers and papers spread across the floor
The only thing that caught Shinso's eye was what looked like a large book tucked under one of the tables.
A bit confused he knelt down and picked up the book. After a second of looking it over Shinso recognized it was a black hard cover illustration book. Before Shinso could open the book to check for a name a hand landed on the top of it startling the teen.
He quickly turned his eyes up to the individual's face. "Hey you should really…" Shinso's words stuck in his throat as he looked up at the speech bubbled face of a student Shinso swore he recognized from somewhere.
This is mine
The rounded speech bubble spelled out in front of Shinso which was pretty startling of itself. Shinso had no idea how to interact with someone like this. He couldn't tell what tone he was speaking in, or what kind of face he was making.
"I can't even tell if he's technically speaking or not." A single bead of sweat started to roll down the back of Shinso's neck.
Let go so I may return to class
Realizing he was standing there for a while, Shinso quickly let go of the book and the student turned to walk towards the exit. His last words still spelled out over his two-dimensional face. Shinso's eyes narrowed when he realized who that was.
"Wait a second." He stopped and his odd face turned back towards Shinso. "Your Manga Fukidashi right?" Shinso stared at the center of the speech bubble with a neutral glare.
Yes
Was the only response Shinso got. "Well I just wanted to make sure there isn't any hard feelings between the two of us." Shinso narrowed his eyes as the last few students stared to exit out of the cafeteria.
I think you did everything in your power to get where you are now
The edges of Manga's face started to shift and wriggle. The now calm speech bumble was replaced with a loud burst bubble. Shinso was sure that if he had a normal face Manga would be glaring at him as he spoke his next words.
But it is clear from your disheveled appearance that you can't handle the hero course
Manga turned away to leave the now empty cafeteria. But his final words where still visible on the back of his face for Shinso to read.
And if you can't handle the course how will you become a hero
For a split second Shinso focused on trying to control Manga. But he knew he couldn't even if he wanted to. "I need to have someone speak to me directly, not write to me." His quirk, like all quirks had their limits. "Damn it."
Shinso found an odd sight in front of class 1-B's classroom, and it wasn't that Kendo was carrying a knocked out Monoma in her arms. He had seen how those two dealt with each other over the past week to know that was common practice.
"Why is everyone standing around for?" Shinso asked his classmates as they were all absently standing outside the room. The bizarrest thing was a Yui Kodai that was at least thrice her size sat blocking the classroom door like she was guarding it.
"Oh well you know the 'class project' we've been assigned to?" Kosei Tsuburaba talked in a forcefully casual tone. Clearly, he was trying to tell Shinso that this in someway related to another assassination attempt.
"There's no one in the hallway but us breath boy. We can talk freely." Tokage remarked as she glanced over at Shinso. "Remember the goth guy that sits behind Kendo?"
"Kinda…" Shinso hadn't made much of an effort to put everyone to memory yet but some stuck out.
"Well he's giving the 'class project' a go, only he needs total darkness 'to work' at his best." The way she talked was clearly to poke fun at Tsuburaba but that didn't really explain why they needed to be outside.
"I just hope he's not destroying the room to much." A worried Komori muttered to herself remembering when she teamed up with Kuroiro. "He can really cut stuff up if he's not careful." Shinso's eyes widened in shock that someone with that kind of dangerous quirk would be in the hero course.
However, that did answer his question.
"Well remember that his goal this time is to cut someone up." A somehow fully recovered Monoma now out of Kendo's arms remarked next to the side pony haired girl. "Of course, that's not even bringing up that in total darkness his attacks could come from any or every direction."
Shinso rolled his eyes and lost interest as the class started to debate weather Kuroiro could kill Korosensei. "At least the other two did it on their own time, I should be working in class right now." Shinso grimaced as the words Manga spoke/wrote floated back into his mind. "I can't just stand around and wait for-"
"Hey Shinso," Kendo's voice broke through the mixture of exhaustion and anger Shinso was starting to build up. "Are you feeling alright?" Shinso just absently stared at the worry looking Kendo.
"Yeah, just tired." Shinso rubbed his neck as he glanced at the still blocked off door. He instantly regretted it as the 12-foot-tall Kodai was looking back at him with her completely unreadable face so he focused back towards Kendo.
"You know I can 'read' faces right?" Shinso realized that she must have seen his talk with Manga.
Not wanting to really talk about it Shinso tried to change subjects. "Well I hope we all can given our grade level." But Kendo wouldn't budge.
She smiled at Shinso in a way that made his bubbling worries simmer down. "I know Manga is a bit of an… expressive person but words are the one thing that someone like you shouldn't worry about."
Shinso looked back at Kendo with a some what confused expression. "What do you mean by that?"
Kendo pierced her lips as she tried to think of a good way to explain. "Manga is the kind of guy… that only thinks of big picture things or actions and tries to get those things across to people." She then calmly tapped her knuckles on Shinso's shoulder. "While you try and focus on the words in the moment and how it lingers in people's memories."
"I guess so." Shinso didn't really get what Kendo was getting at but knew that she meant it in to boost his spirits. "Thanks for the-"
"Someone's knocking on the door." The giant Kodai spoke mostly in the two's direction cutting off Shinso for the third time today.
"Maybe he killed Korosensei!" Rin spoke throwing all subtlety out the window.
"Or he blacked out from exhaustion…" Yanagi retorted in an snickering tone from her joke.
Kodai shrunk back down to her original height and opened the door. "Hello class!" Koro-Sensei stood in the door way waving to his students. "Sorry for making you all wait outside but Mr. Kuroiro wanted to take a slash at killing me and I just couldn't refuse."
Most of the class responded with reserved expressions. "Um, Koro-Sensei?" Kendo raised her hand and the teacher looked over in her direction. "How is Kuroiro doing?"
"A little tired," He moved back so the class could see a fetal position Shihai Kuroiro laying in the center of the room panting like he just ran down the entire coast of Japan. "But he will catch his breath by the end of the day."
After helping the exhausted teen back into his seat class 1-B's final lessons for the week started. "Finally." Shinso mentally remarked as the octopus teacher continued his lecture from yesterday on the first-generation quirk users.
Koro-Sensei turned towards the chalkboard then spoke with a slow and calm voice. "Even though the quirks at the time was much less powerful then the ones showing up today, law enforcement had no real way to fight back against villains on equal footing." Using his multiple tentacles to write on the chalk board several dates and names as he continued. "So the first Vigilantes started to appear."
All of the class was able to follow the lecture and as 2 hours passed the lesson ended. Shinso massaged his hand as he looked over the last 5 pages he wrote down. "So, the first real heroes were actually vigilantes… that's makes sense, I guess." Shinso started to wonder when vigilantes would start to die out but Koro-Sensei called for the classes attention.
"Now as I'm happy to announce next Monday we will be going down to USJ for some Hero field training." At those words Shinso's eyes instantly lifted to look at the smiling teacher. "I know you all are probably brimmed with excitement getting to show off what you all learned from your internships,"
Most of the class cheered at the news of hero training. The only four who didn't show any excitement were Monoma, Kendo, Shiozaki and Shinso. The first three weren't to excited because they instantly remembered their negative experiences at their internships.
But Shinso realized something that he didn't even think of the entire week. "I don't have a costume." Shinso didn't realize he said those words out loud until everyone in the class fell silent. Shinso looked behind him and saw 16 pairs of eyes looking back at him.
""What!?"" The 16 formally excited students yelled at Shinso. ""We won't be able to do hero training if he doesn't have an approved costume!"" Koro-Sensei quickly whooshed around trying to calm down the class' outrage.
"Alright, alright, Calm down!" Eventually the students quieted their cries. "Now its not that big of a problem when you think about it." Koro-Sensei quickly cleaned off the chalk board. "We just have to submit a costume idea by the end of the day and it will be ready by Monday."
"Unless Shinso already has a costume in mind and hasn't been able to submit because he has been working to keep up with the class." Kendo quickly injected making sure Shinso had someone in his corner.
At that any of the still bitter students' minds quickly shifted to ones of regret. "That is an excellent point Ms. Kendo." A whoosh later and Shinso was in front of the class standing next to Koro-Sensei. "Well have any ideas for a heroic costume Mr. Shinso?"
Shinso stood in front of the class a little dumb struck. He didn't like all the eyes he had on him in that moment, "Um… well," He turned and quickly scribbled some outlines on the board. "I was thinking of a mostly tactical outfit with a long purple scarf for some flair and maybe some small drones that I could project my voice through."
When Shinso stepped away from the board there was an odd image for the class to review.
An oddly prepositioned stick figure with a flatly drawn outfit labeled 'tactical suit' had a group of lines drawn around it in a way that no one would guess was a scarf if Shinso didn't say so beforehand. Then, around the figure's head was 3 small circles that was supposed to represent the drones.
""Hmmmmmmm."" Was the class' only response to the image that Shinso seemed to get. He knew he wasn't the best at drawing but he need this to be done and he was already to tired to try again.
"You should maybe add on what kind of material you would like the outfit to be made out of." Everyone was surprised to hear Monoma as the first to speak. "You should also probably add where you want the drones to rest on your outfit and how your going to control-"
"We should shop!" Pony yelled enthusiastically cutting Monoma off. Her eyes gleamed with determination despite the clear language barrier. "For samples!"
"That is an excellent idea!" Koro-Sensei yelled with the same enthusiasm. "Everyone that wants to help Shinso pick out materials for his costume meet us at Kiyashi Ward Shopping Mall!"
"I'm surprised you all showed up." Shinso rubbed the back of his neck as he looked over his class mates that made it. Those being: Kendo, Kodai, Pony, Kamakiri, Monoma, Komori and of course Koro-Sensei. The 8 stood in the center of the Kiyashi Wars Mall.
It wasn't super busy for a Friday afternoon, several families and friends walked through the giant mall looking for things to buy. The students were able to spot several clothing, toy and book stores across the mall.
"So, Koro-Sensei how much time do we have before Shinso's suit has to be outlined?" Kendo looked over in their teacher's direction to see the octopus looking over a map of the mall with a yellow marker.
"Well, given that we only have about 2 hours." The teacher whooshed over next to Kendo and Shinso so they could see the map. "I think we should hit these stores first." The teacher quickly circled the stores he was talking about and numbered them.
Kendo nodded looking over the map nodding while Shinso was absolutely lost. "Yeah shopping!" The group looked up to see Pony happily running off into the mall.
"Um…" Shinso looked back to the students thinking that should be used to her behavior. "Should we watch her in a place like this or something?" He was met with a resounding shrug from the girls.
"Kamakiri, could you make sure that she doesn't get into trouble?" Monoma checked his wrist watch as he sat on the edge of the mall's water fountain. "And start to bring her back here in about an hour so you'll have plenty of time for her to hit all the shops on the way back."
The Mohawk teen quickly nodded his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Sure, anything to be useful!" The teen then turned to look at Koro-Sensei with a very dramatic gaze. "As long as you permit me to Koro-Sensei."
The smiling Octopus responded with his own version of a determined gaze. "Or course, Mr. Kamakiri." The other students didn't understand how he managed to pull off dramatic without even changing his expression.
"Ok, thanks!" Kamakiri quickly ran off to chase after Pony.
"I can never read that guy…" Shinso muttered as he focused back on the remaining 5 students. "Well if anyone else wants to go off and play in the mall then you can go now."
Kendo smiled at her friend. "Don't worry Shinso, the rest of us will-"
"Well now that you mention it." Monoma butted in fishing for a paper out of his pocket. "A friend of mine asked if I could get some things for them." Kendo looked at Monoma with a generally 'I can't believe you' look.
"Then get going." Shinso shifted his weight as Monoma jumped to his feet with a somewhat smug smile on his face.
"Thanks Shinso, I'll catch up once I'm done." Monoma calmly walked off into the crowd. Everyone but Shinso watched the teen until he eventually disappeared from eye sight.
"Well with that sorted out let's try some fabrics!" Koro-Sensei cried out in way too much of an excited tone. He then whooshed off at just a low enough speed that he wouldn't get in trouble for using a speed in public.
The 4 students started to follow their oddly excited teacher. "You know I just thought about this," Komori spoke in a worried tone. "But is it safe for Koro-Sensei to be out around other people?"
"He agreed not to hurt anyone in those contracts, so everyone should fine." Kodai monotoned as they stepped onto an escalator towards the third floor.
"Oh, I guess so…" The mushroom girl leaned back on the escalator rail and looked up at the glass roof of the mall. "I guess when you think about it as long as Koro-Sensei is around us were some of the safest people on earth."
"That's a terrible way of putting it." Shinso thought as he rubbed his neck. "Doesn't she remember that were supposed to kill him by the time we graduate?" Shinsowas about to remind Komori that but seeing her smiling face decided against it.
To the other student's surprise Kendo suddenly busted out laughing. "Ghah! Kendo what's wrong?!" The students of class 1-B watched as their president laughed all the way up to the third floor.
"Its just," Kendo held back a snort. "I never really thought of it like that!" As the 4 stepped off the escalator the still snickering girl looked up at the barley visible outline of the crescent moon. "I've been worried that at any moment he might do that right in our classroom since day one."
The 3 widened as they realized what Kendo was implying. "Sorry I didn't-" Komori's apology was cut off by Kendo patting her head.
"No, don't worry." Kendo smiled and walked towards the first of 5 clothes stores. "Its good to know that he's been able to build such a strong bond of projection in such a short amount of time." She turned her head back and waved. "Now come on, we've got shopping to do!"
"Yeah let's get this over with." Kodai seconded and quickly followed Kendo. Shinso and Komori looked back at each other with a bit concern over what their class president said but couldn't disagree with Kodai's logic and they stepped into the clothes store.
Unknown to the 4 students a single figure was watching over them. Manga sat at a small café that looked over a corner of the mall on the fifth floor. At his table was his open book that the he was neatly drawing comic panels in. Just a bit out of arm's reach was the figure's drink so it would not spill on his book.
Manga's head seemed to be made out of a complexly blank thought bubble. It was clear to any passerby that he was clearly deep in thought. However as by instinct to reach for his drink he accidentally bumped his drink and the passing waitress clipped the drink on her long dress.
"Oh!" The server jumped back as the drink spilled and the glass shattered on the ground. The student quickly realizing what happened got out of his chair. "I'm so sorry sir let me get the-"
There is no need
Manga perfectly tore out a single page from his illustration book he was drawing in. He then moved the page over the hot chocolate and broken glass, and when he stood back up and the mess was gone.
I can clean up my own messes
Calmly, Manga then folded the completely dry paper into a perfect paper airplane. He gently tossed the plane into the air and after a few moments in flight the plane landed in a trash can on the bottom floor.
Besides I have to get going soon
Manga watched as Shinso and Company started looking through the clothes store 1 floor below him. Finally, he left 800 yen on the café table hoping it would pay for the broken glass as he started to walk down stairs.
Yeah I know this was kind of short, but this is a much more personal arc and I'm trying to push myself to tell as good of a story as I can while not bugging people down with so many words because it could get boring some people. Also I love how Manga talks and I hope that this was a good translation of his way of speech into a purely literature form.
Anyway not many people seemed less people commented on what kind of ships they like for class 1-B so I thought I would just make it a general pull from a list instead. So in the time between the next chapter coming out you (Yes you) pick from any of the following ships. And unfortunately I'm terrible with shipping names so I'll leave that to you (Yes You) to think of some names if you want to.
Monoma x Shinso
Monoma x Kendo
Shiozaki x Monoma
Kendo x Kodai
Shinso x Komori
Momo x Awase
Tetsutetsu x Tokage
Kamakiri x Pony
So I please ask you when your thinking or leaving a review to say which one of these you'd support, because I just don't think a lot of people have given b-class shipping to much though. Thank you!