A little after the Entrance Exam…
He walked Itsuka to the U.A entrance after the exam, a red car had parked near them. There, he met Kendo's father, who was coming to pick her up.
Daisuke Kendo was a tall man with a very muscular build. He has black eyes and black hair of medium length that was messily combed backward, making it stick outwards. Additionally, he sported a stubble mustache and beard.
He came out of the car with a lighted Cigar hanging between his lips.
"D-dad! Didn't Mom say to stop smoking in the car!?" Kendo shouted next to him, jogging towards her dad, with a pointed stare. If he noticed her question, he didn't acknowledge it, he was only staring at the enemy before him. Ren.
"Hold on Sweetpea, I think I see a bug that needs squashing…" he said flicking the entire cigar away on the street before approaching Ren.
"What bug-?" She made an 'O' with her lips when her eyes met Rens before she quickly muttered 'Rip'.
He towered over Ren, not as much All-Might, but close enough. If there was any man that made feel him insignificant, it was this man. Daisuke crossed his arms, flexing his enormous Biceps making him seem even bigger. They stared at each other for a minute, before Daisuke broke the silence.
"So…where do you want to get buried?" he calmly spoke.
"...In the ocean?"
"Good, I live near the beach."
Before the conversation can go anywhere else, Itsuka finally got some sense into her and came between them.
"Dad, this is Ren, he saved me during the Entrance Exam."
"Is that so?"
"Yeah, he saved me from being crushed by a building."
"Hm." He stared, looking at Ren up and down before, he broke into a burst of laughter.
"Hahahahaha!"
"Da-dad?! Why're you laughing so loud?" Itsuka asked only with her dad pointing at Ren's lower half. She followed his point, and it lead towards Ren's crotch. "R-ren!" she yelps, backing away a bit from him
"What?" he asked, still confused about what was going on.
"Yo-your cro-...just look down." she stuttered, a pink tinge growing on her face. And he did.
He had raging Boner….
"Hahahahaha! This kid got a Stiffy!" Daisuke still laughing his ass off.
"I-i can explain-" Ren tried to throw out, his face red with embarrassment.
"Haha, Sorry kid I don't swing that way, Hey Kendo, this kid's good," Daisuke says before walking back to the car, still laughing, opening the driver seat door, he says one final thing.
"Cya Gay boy!" before closing the Car door, waiting for Kendo to jump in.
Itsuka, comes up with an Apologetic expression, she was also still flustered "Sorry, about my dad Ren, I know you're not-" a honk from the car. "Anyways see you in U.A right?"
"Right…" still flustered.
"Well, bye!" she said before hopping in the car, and they drove off.
(Oh man, I feel so embarrassed for you…)
Ren shouted towards the Heavens themselves, "TAKEMI!" some people looked at him crazy.
Ren Amamiya made a Vow on that day, he was gonna make Daisuke Kendo call him Son-in-law.
A week had passed since the Entrance exam…
Taking a seat, at his 'workbench' where he usually makes his investigation equipment. Honestly, he's glad that he had taken Takemi's medicine at the Entrance exam, his back would still be killing right now.
Hearing a thump* behind him…he ignores it.
Though He'll definitely have to talk to Takemi about the side effects of the Pill, that side effect being, him having a raging boner!
Seriously, what type of ingredient does that she-devil put in the medicine…!
That Witch had apparently taken a small vacation towards the States, but that was fine. He'll wait for her to come back, then he'll have his revenge.
Tsukauchi had also visited, stating that he was merely checking upon him. Over the months prior, Ren honestly could say that he trusted the man. He was both responsible for his work and for understanding other people's situations.
However, the actual topic of his thoughts wasn't any of the previous two. It was if he had made enough points to be in the top ten? He didn't know.
Hearing another thump* behind him…he also ignores it.
He had accumulated only Fifty-four points in total, which was rather easy due to the weak nature of the Mech villain's outer materials. Between Jiro, Sato, Tetsu Tetsu, and Kendo, they all had similar points ranging from the forty-five and fifty-five. They were basically on an even playing field, he didn't really get enough points to stand out from the crowd, plus they were in the last Battle Center, meaning a lesser source of points.
Arrgh…! He grabs his head, both hands running through his frizzled black hair in annoyance.
In addition, the results of the written exam were somewhat unclear too, the majority of them have questions about morality. He was sure that he passed the questions that spoke of the multiple rules and extra subject matters, but since it was the principal who checked the morality portion of the exam, it was somewhat subjective.
Dammit, was he really gonna have to make a run for it in the Metaverse…? Argh….!
Stupid, stupid…! Why did I even make that suggestion to Nezu…! It was his Joker self that thought of it…!
It's been one year, and some months since he's become the inheritor of the Wildcard. During that time, he had started to notice whenever he explores the Metaverse, he starts 'losing' himself.
For example, He-himself, takes a back seat, whenever the Mask of Joker takes over, he gains the traits of the Sauve, Roguish, Gentlemen Thief. Then when he isn't under the Influence of Joker, he's a normal guy. That also may lead to the reason why his apprehension wasn't sooner than it was, his personality was switching between the two.
"Ren? You okay over there?" A voice asked behind
Releasing another sigh, he turns to see Nejire laying on his bed, there was a hint of worry in her tone. She was currently playing Uno with Morgana.
There was no point in Morgana acting like a dumb cat since she already suspects him of being Intelligent.
"Yeah," He replied. "I'm good."
Nejire lowered the side of her lip, she didn't really believe him. "Is this about the exam? Do you think that you didn't pass?"
He nods, "My written exam result might be unclear, but I'm sure that my practical exam points didn't reach the top of the scoreboard."
"Ah, I remember that part of the exam now…" Nejire muttered. "I blasted most of the robots and ran from the zero-pointer."
"So how many practical points did you get from the mech villains?" She asked while giving Morgana, a stack of two cards, only for Morgana to give her a stack of four cards. "Morgana!"
"Meow" 'Hehe'
"Fifty-four," He answered. "I doubt, that I made it on the top ten."
"It's not so bad." She said, placing a red 4, followed by a green 4.
Ren nodded, his own estimations had it at around sixty himself. Looks like making a run for it was becoming more and more of a possibility…
"But, how many rescue points did you get? You'd need like a butt load of those to pass."
…What?
"Rescue points?" Ren asked. "What are those?"
Nejire looked at Ren, widened her eyes slowly, and then slammed her forehead. "Ah damn, I forgot that I wasn't supposed to tell you!" She berated, mentally cursing herself. "Ah screw it, you already got an idea about what those points are for right? They're earned through doing Heroic acts during the exam."
Wait… what? Shouldn't something like that be publicly announced...? No, if it was then everyone would be running about trying to save others for their own selfish reasons…
Ren widened his eyes and tapped his chin… Actually, there was definitely a hint in the initial speech given by Present Mic.
He had told others that unheroic actions were prohibited… would that indirectly infer to the examinees that heroic acts were encouraged? However, why would there be a need to perform such actions–The fourth Mech villain!
Of course! The gigantic mech villain's purpose was to incite fear and unease in all the examinees. It gives the opportunity to perform the indirectly promoted heroic acts in order to earn the rescue points. However, there was a fact that most of the examinees there that trained to become Heroes had simply retreated or ran, ignoring all others.
They were thinking about themselves and their own chance to pass.
It wasn't wrong, to be honest, there was nothing for them to gain by saving others unless they worked out the rule beforehand…
Clever Bastards…
"I wouldn't really know how many rescue points I got," Ren replied, and he was entirely honest with that too. He didn't know how to quantify heroic actions at all.
"I guess that's true…" Nejire frowned but nodded. "Let's forget about that for now. Come help me beat Morgana!" He looks over to them, and she has nearly the full deck on her side.
He's really not going easy on her…
Ren Gets up, making his towards them until the ringing doorbell dragged both of their attention.
"Oh, that's them" Nejire gets up with a huff, "Morgana you're not getting any more cuddles!" she pointed at him, then swiftly left downstairs.
"I didn't want any in the first place!"
He turns, to also leave the stairs…
"Joker!" Morgana calls out
"Yeah?"
"Is it true that Midoryia has a Quirk…?" Ren nods, Morgana continues "But that means he can't have a Persona."
"That's what you said, anyways. You coming down?"
"No, I think want to catch some sleep."
"Well, catch some rest, Morgana"
Ren making his way downstairs saw two more other bodies…
"Yo!"
Turning to face the new voice. The guy that was approaching was also around his age may be older, with bright blonde hair and blue eyes. Ren couldn't stop the snort that escaped his mouth, as the image of a cartoon character shot through his mind.
How can he even see…?!
"Customer?"
"Haha, no-" The blonde gets cutoff
"Oh!" Nejire exclaimed standing next to the cartoon character, slapping him on the shoulder repeatedly, "Mirio! Mirio!" Ren guessed that was the new guy's name, "This is the guy I've been talking about you!" she exclaimed, "The one from the practical exam, you remember!?" She Jogged back over to Ren.
"Ren Amamiya, currently Nejire's plaything," he joked, "Nice to meet ya," Ren extended his hand.
The blonde, Mirio, gripped his hand in a shockingly grim grasp. "Togata Mirio!" he said happily. The cartoon character released his grip and continued smiling at him, "I hate to be rude, but I have to ask, are you really the vigilante guy from a while back?"
"I–well…-"
Mirio puts his hands up in a placating manner, "Hey, it's cool. You don't have to tell me."
Ren just waved off the concern, "Don't worry about it man, I don't mind. But to answer your question, yeah, I am or was?"
"Wow, can you tell us more about it?"
"Yeah, sure but…quick question."
"Sure."
Ren points at the third figure at the back, "Why does that guy have his forehead against the wall?"
Mirio laughed at that, walked towards him to grab the arm of the other guy, and dragged him back into the circle, "Oh don't mind him, he's just a little shy, this is Tamaki Amajiki, he's a friend! Aren't ya buddy?"
The poor guy looked like he was going to have a heart attack, and Ren couldn't help but think of Midoryia. Amajiki stuttered through his introduction, but finally managed to complete a full sentence, "It's n-nice to m-meet you." and then turned around. Although he was unable to escape due to the firm grasp on his arm and began muttering to himself. Ren couldn't make out all of the words but could have sworn he heard something about potatoes.
"It's nice to meet you too Tamaki," Ren said
"Alright! Ren Ren! Please make some of that awesome coffee!" Nejire cheered happily, floating in soft circles, "I've been telling them all about LeBlanc!"
"Sure."
"Oh! Do we have to pay?" Mirio asked.
"...no it's fine, I'll cover it. So just pick a booth and watch the magic happen."
xxx(Take Your Time)xxx
"Come on boys! Keep moving those crates." A thug yelled as he ordered his men around. The thugs were currently moving crates of weapons into three trucks. The group of thugs worked for a sub-division of the Shie Hassaikai.
"We've gotta move these crates or Boss will have our heads." The main thug said as two of his men carried a crate over to him. They dropped him the crate as he opened its contents to reveal rockets.
"Damn, look at those babies. Enough power to blast through a tank and level a building." The thug said as he picked up one and aimed it at some crates, scaring the two thugs. He chuckled before putting it back, closing the crate. "Now put those in the trucks, we gotta get these to headquarters….before you know who gets here."
"Aw shucks, you guys know about little old?" Every thug jumped at the sound of a voice calling out to them, a male one. "Guess I don't need to make a sneaky introduction." That was the last thing the voice said, followed by a Black blur and a cry of pain. They all turned to see one of their own smashed into the ground, a figure above him with the lights on him. Those who never saw this vigilante finally got a good look at them, and were quite surprised at who stood before them.
A young male figure, standing at 5'9, With a white bird-like domino mask on his face, a dark tailcoat over a tall collared waistcoat, complemented by a frisky gentleman's legging. Like a gentleman thief.
It was quite the sight to see as the teen dusted off his red gloves and turned to the thugs.
"Though a cool one is always necessary for a hero like me." The vigilante exclaimed with a thumb to his chest, before pointing at the thugs. "Now puts the crates down, or else."
"Or else what? You gonna take us down Mr…..uh.." The leader looked at his thugs, before back at the vigilante. "What's your name again?"
"What?" The vigilante asked before he slapped his forehead in realization. "Oh cr-Right, my name. It's Joker…!"
"Hey! Isn't that trademarked?" a thug in the back asked
"Actually, The Joker is trademarked, I'm just Joker. Now…!"
"Beware villains! For if you do not put down your weapons, you will face the wrath my wrath!" The vigilante exclaimed with his left index finger pointed at them, taking a pose like he was some sort of promotional hero.
"..."
"..."
"..."
"...It's a work in progress." Joker shrugged, and that was all that needed to be said before several thugs pulled out their guns and fired at him. However, they were very surprised as Joker danced around the bullets, before hopping into the air like a spinning blade.
xxx(Take Your Time)xxx
"Hahaa!" Tamaki and Mirio were laughing, and Nejire was busy trying to press down a giggle.
The Group was all seated in a booth together, with various types of coffee flavors. Mirio and Tamaki were on one side, and Ren, Nejire on the other.
"Haha, laugh it up. That's why I started doing silent operations, definitely taught those guys to fear me."
"I-I just don't understand why you did a pose!" Mirio spoke, with tears of laughter threatening to come out.
"It was to strike fear in their hearts!"
"What I want to see is the mask!" Nejire said as she got up in his face.
"Oh, I never showed you?" she shooked her head. "Well then, have a look." He pinched his index, and thumb together, a small burst of flames was expelled, then came his mask.
Nejire immediately takes it's out of his hands, inspecting its beautiful pattern and smooth texture
"I-t it sure does look g-ood" Tamaki managed to stutter out.
"Thanks, I didn't think it suited me at first, but it grew on me…"
(Liar, it made you feel like 'you didn't give a shit'. You just don't want to sound geeky…!)
Ahh yes, the resident bastard makes an appearance…
"Hey. hey! Look at me! I'm Joker!" Nejire shouted, while wearing his mask, she threw out her hand, "Fear me!"
"Oh, brother…" Ren said, bowing his head in mock embarrassment.
"Hey Ren, I think the Joker mask will do good for merchandise sales…" Mirio spoke up, taking the mask from Nejire and examining it.
"Really?"
Mirio Nods, a big smile on his face. "Yeah, it's kinda a unique mask that anybody can wear."
"I'll think about it, anyways how's the Coffee?"
"It's delicious!"
"It's Creamy!" Nejire says again,
She should really stop saying that word. 'Creamy' coming out of her mouth sounds a little too lewd for me…
They all turn to Tamaki, who shrinks even more into the booth. "I-it's go-ood"
"Just good?"
"...I-I…."
"Just joking Tamaki, hehe. Say, you guys are going to be third years right?" they nod.
"Right…so that what are your Hero names?"
"My Name is Lemillion because I want to save a million people!" Mirio said with a big smile,
Ren nods "An Admirable Goal." he turns to Tamaki.
"My Na-me is Sun-Eater. Mirio is my s-un, so I w-ish to surpass him."
(That sounds kinda SuS…)
You're right, but it's beautiful, and a way…
"Nejire-Chan!"
"..."
"..."
"..."
"You're serious?"
Before any confirmation can be received. A Jingle on the Cafe door alerts them.
"I got it," Ren says before getting back up, and making his way to the front door, only to notice that a letter was slipped through it… a letter that contained the U.A. signature logo.
This is…
He picked it up and walked back into the living Booth, "What was it, Ren?" Nejire asked
He held up the letter. "The results are in,"
The Table fell silent, and Ren knew that they were waiting for him to open it.
He obliged, mostly to satisfy both of their growing curiosities. He removed the insignia and pulled out a disk?
There was an odd odor drifting from the parchment but Ren ultimately ignored it. He placed the disk in the Middle, then it powered up, revealing a Mini Aizawa.
"Woah, it's Eraserhead-" Nejire was cut off by Mirio shushing her.
Look brat, I'll keep this short and simple.
You managed to pass the exam through a combination of mech villain points and several rescue points. In total it should be fifty-four villain points added to the grand total of thirty-one rescue points. Ten of those points are from helping out three examinees and the remaining thirty-one were from burying yourself under rubble.
Add all that together and you got eighty-five points in total, putting you tied at the top of the examinees with another examinee.
Personally, I believe that it shouldn't be anywhere near that high, but it seems that the principal is a sucker for sob stories so your several minutes of suffering under the rubble were taken into consideration. Not that you cared about that pain anyway, which I know you didn't. You were Holding back, and I expect you to bring out your best, meaning Arsene…
You're also in my class. Prepare either request or a design for your Hero costume and submit it to me before class starts or else you're using the Physical Education uniform. Don't slack off or I'll expel you.
That is all.
The Video feed, cutoff…
Ren picked the disk up and began waving it around to see if he missed something else.
"That's it, Ren…" Mirio sweatdropped
"I know…just making sure…"
The letter was just so…blunt...
"Was Aizawa drunk or something when he recorded this?" Ren muttered but neatly placed it back into the folder. "Wait, I can still smell the booze from this!"
"Congratulations for getting in, Ren!," Nejire jumped him, basically snuggling against him.
Down Boy…!
Ren smiled in return. "Thanks, Nejire…. you're choking me…"
"Good Job on making it in Ren!" Mirio said with a thumbs up in his direction, with Tamaki nodding his praises.
Despite the bluntness of Aizawa's letter, he was truly glad.
He didn't have Tartrus hanging over his head anymore, but he still had Community Hours to get done, and that was easy.
A Small Little Interlude, before the main chapter, comes out on the 25th.
Honestly, if you guys have questions, ask.
criticism is also welcomed, I ain't no pussy Snowflake bitch.